A Day in my Life
A Day in my Life
My disturbing
alarm goes off at 9:00 am. Obviously like always I am in absolutely no mood to
get up and start the day. But I have to! Generally, when I wake up, the mood is
bad, but once I start getting ready and have a peaceful, long bath I am
completely fine. After I bathe, I start off with my online school work. My
irritating and awfully annoying school work lasts for about two or three hours.
Sometimes I am still left with more which gets really agitating! But actually
school work is our first priority. Then comes the scrumplicious (scrumptious +
delicious) lunch. After lunch is my so called ‘rest hour’. During this period,
I either watch youtube videos, read, or talk to my friends (two of them do not
even live in India!). Being realistic the ‘rest hour’ happens to change into
‘rest hours’. It is after a long while that I realise that my ‘rest hours’ are
over, and that I need to get back to my leftover work! That is when my mood
twirls and swirls into grumpiness.
Soon it is
the time to go out to my beautiful front yard and play badminton with my
brother, and it is quite obvious that we fight while playing! We quarrel over
every point and the game seems to last forever. As soon as the clock strikes
seven, I immediately go to my room and relax. Sometimes I like to play games or
just about anything that pops into my head. Soon I realise that dinner, the
best meal of the day is ready to be eaten. My mother makes new things which I
can’t wait to eat. After dinner is over, we walk in the balcony and just talk,
talk, talk till our mouth aches.
Then I thump
onto my bed which happens to produce the sound of ‘thud’. Oh! And it is
definitely not because of my weight but because of the force with which I jump
onto my bed. Then I proceed over to the next step which is basically
sleep! But it is not over yet because my
elder brother has to wake me up to ask me if I am asleep, and that is a sign
for him to sleep as well because after
all he cannot talk to me when I am sleeping!
hahaha... heeya.. dats wndrful.. especially that 'thud' .. lol
ReplyDeleten of course rest hour turns into rest hours.. as happns wd me too.... i cn picturise evrthng while reading.. 😁
i agree heeya.. ur mother cooks really well n dats always soooo tempting.. 😍
ReplyDeleteAs cute and imaginative as ever. Keep it up Heeyo
ReplyDeleteEven though I know you do all this, I still find that you have managed express it beautifully.
ReplyDeleteHeeya scrumplicious lunch made me really hungry. Very articulate and you for sure reminded me of my childhood. Hoping to read your next post soon. Lot's of love ��
ReplyDeleteBeautifully put n quite relatable too😅😅
ReplyDeleteHeeya, my darling, your writing gets better day by day. And soooo interesting!!! It sounds like the perfect day, wouldn't you agree?? 😍😍❤️❤️
ReplyDeleteHahaha...so well written! Your expression is par excellence!
ReplyDeleteHeeya,how do you manage to be so honest to your routine. Your habit.You express so well.Darling,lots of love
ReplyDeleteYou are one amazingly witty human Heeya. and many might not even notice it. This is not an ordinary write up. It is so rich with wit and meaning. I love reading your writings.You create wit in the simplest things. Waiting for more.
ReplyDeleteCutie pie, I enjoyed your writing. Your being realistic is undoubted, as your roots, from maternal and paternal sides both have the finest form honesty. It's good to see your observation powers "rest hour" into "rest hours" Keep it up. Stay blessed.
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