MUSINGS
DRAFT -1

It is a lovely alarm tone which transcends all the boundaries of this world. Hurriedly Rahul grabbed my cell phone to turn off the alarm. He noticed his guru in the wallpaper of the cell as it has become a sentiment now a days. On the wall opposite bed is the wallpaper of the model of Blenders Pride’s recent ad. Beside his bed is his roommate’s seater who was still asleep snoring to glory with crushed bed sheet only covering his gigantic body’s legs. Rubbing his eyes he ambled down the Almirah to collect toiletry to finish his ablution. It is 5.05 in the morning and it is already bright skies as it was winter in Kolkata. He ties the lace of the shoes and curses the tiring jog that he was out for.

 He enjoys morning walk and every day he thinks about how the previous day was wasted and in the process digresses.  And his biological clock triggered this today as well and by the time he came to senses he had already covered a kilometre. A weird thought came today as well. He wondered why would he think about his past failures, future ambitions and curse himself for what he had not achieved in life. Instead for a while he started thinking about the fond memories and went back to the year 1992 when ......