Nostalgia

       "Feeling so sleepy".. "Oh no! Its 11:45 a.m. .. my tuition!!".. Waking up, still one eye is closed. Freshening up in a hurry and running for tuition.. Coming back, "sleep sleep sleep".. Falling asleep again. "Ahh, nice shower. Nice food too, but why am I feeling cold?!".. "Ohh!! Fuck!! That was just a dream??!! 2:30 p.m. and  I still haven't got my shower!! Have to get up now.. get up, get up, get up.." Finally, getting up to have "REAL" shower and lunch. "Ahh.. I need some more sleep.."

        "Sleeping is so.." ...  "Its 4 p.m. but Mom didn't call me for tea! Why?.." ... "Hey, how come I am with you guys?! I was sleeping on my bed just now!!" ... Waking up with surprise and realising that it was a dream yet again. Checking the phone for calls or messages from friends but surprised to see no notification!! Falling asleep because there's nothing to do.

        Waking up at around 7 p.m. thinking that sleeping more would lead to staying awake till late in the night the break of dawn the following night!! Feeling a little low that none of the brats friends had called or texted to meet them. "Umm, facebook?? Nahh, that's become boring these days. The idiot box seems good enough for the time being."
         Surfing, surfing, surfing.. "Movie? Or Splitsvilla? Or Dance India Dance?" Catching up with all the things in turn. "No. Lets stick to this. Is it horror or suspense? Horror but not too scary so this will do." Movie over and surfing again. "What about the decision of studying on Sunday evening??!!.. Umm.. will study after a while.." Some more surfing through the idiot box and watching the dance show.
        Suddenly noticed the clock stretching its hands to point out to me that I had been watching T.V. for the last two and half hours and it made me realise that after a long time I had spent my Sunday just the same way I used to when I was a child. There were no friends to hang around with every weekend, no City Centre parks attracted me in those days, no KFC would beat Mom's made chowmein, no outing with friends could have been more enjoyable than sitting with Mom and Dad with tea cups in hand in front of the idiot box TV. I didn't even know in those days that the TV had a fashionable name, the idiot box!!
        Nostalgia took over the shallow feeling that I had because none of my friends had called or texted!!
Yet again, the myth that childhood days are the best days of your life wins. Not always, because you spent them doing enjoyable things, but because they always give you the nostalgia which becomes your friend in your lone time.