Month: October 2014

The Cobweb Life!

I was lost in the soft music playing on my online playlist , the soothing instrumental beauty just touched the correct side of my brain. I pick that pencil up, sharpened enough to pierce a hole in tee shirt, to draw a box of some technified oscillator version located deep inside the pages of the assignment, I’m supposed to submit in a next few hours. TV and Radar engineering, the title of my cover page says, it might seem interesting to some but believe me we do nothing practical here in our bachelors of technology. It seems to me like a daily chore, these assignments consuming the ink of the pen when it strikes with friction on that white sheet of paper. Amid all this, the song paused, it made me look beyond and feel the temporarily wrenched back submitted to the work I was indulged a few moments before. The view is unpleasant, the thoughts running at the speed of light in all corners of life. I stand like an ice hockey keeper, trying to catch them all at once on the slippery passage, but oops there there, they collide. Indeed, few of them are here, the ones I could gather and decode. The view was unpleasant, as I looked up , the safari bag unchained, the laptop sleeve thrown away, chickpeas from last Sunday’s breakfast scattered like beads out of a necklace, beside the broken pair of slippers I was supposed to throw away a week before. Further, the clothes lay out of the chair, laundry bag and the cupboard like hairs out of my scalp, twisted and curled, I wonder the last time I did laundry (a month back or so). The study table wasn’t spared either, it portrayed an exhibition of a vat69 turned into a vase with flowers from Friday’s function which now bear the dried color on them; beside it lay a messi mug with green tea stains in it  looking toward  a shining trophy and a golden shield from the last Sunday’s closing ceremony. The shield mirrored itself in the transparent ruler of the kettle which lay beside the pile of newspapers I have been struggling to read since I subscribed (that was like more than a month ago) and laughing in shame were those books I issued in the starting of this semester which were only witnessed a foreplay but couldn’t reach that far. My bed wasn’t spared either, a travellers kit and a diesel sling bag resting on the sheets I have been using to drive the October chill from my nerves and moving further ahead was my laptop , me and my assignment , enjoying each other’s company until that music stopped playing its sound!

P.s. I just entered the vicious circle by hitting the refresh button.