HOME ALONE…BACK TO MY SINGLE DAYS FOR SOMETIME – II

It was a normal day at office.
I am getting to learn hibernates better with each passing day, which is also helping me get my confidence back. Well I always believed that being single makes you more efficient, so I hereby rest my case.

Last night I reached home around ten. Had a quick dinner (GOBI DA PARATHAS, again), spoke to my brother and his fiancée (huh!!!) on a conference call. Then spoke to Db on web cam till one. He showed me his apartment in London and a few pics from the flight.
At one I decided I wanted watch some movie, so scanned my pen drive for something that might look interesting (Db had actually copied some movies to my pen drive before leaving for London…cho chweeeet), got a movie called DIL KABADDI. It had quite an impressive cast but the movie was equally DABBA.
By two thirty, I couldn’t torture myself anymore with that shit. So I decided to sleep.

I have been worried all these days that when Db would be away, I would be scared to sleep alone in the dark. More so since just a few weeks back, a family staying just the floor above had committed suicide. I can see the living room window of that house open from my main door, and that open window scared me. We made sure that before Db leaves, we have good bed lighting system in the house and also I decided to keep the kitchen light on while I am sleeping during the night, never to step out to look at the gaping open window and avoid the kitchen as much as possible late night. But at the same time,all of it seemed weird, I have never been so chicken hearted all my life, so what is it that's tarnishing my spirit.
But thankfully, my spirit hasn’t died yet. Last night I came at ten in the night while the window was still open, moved to the kitchen quite a few times within twelve to two thirty in the night, and slept with all lights off. **BOW**

Well…in the morning the alarm shot at nine. I hit it shut and went back to sleep. Then suddenly the door bell rang, I woke to see that the maid was here for work. Damn she is early, I swore. I glanced at watch in the drawing room…I somehow felt it said 10.45. Ah!!! That damned watch has roman letters, and I am still half asleep to read roman.
I look at my mobile for time, its INDEED 10:45. DAMN!!! Suddenly as if the FORWARD button has been triggered on me.

Déjà vu…I wonder when was the last time I had been this careless…waking up almost before noon and rushing to office, skipping my bath ;)