Oh god mornings

     No matter how hard you try, getting early in the morning is the difficult task, that too draping a saree.... Your patience will fly away from you. 

     Waking up by 5:30 am is not enough to get ready. These worst cases won't happen everyday but when it happens... You are over (atleast me) 

     I woke up hy 5:30 am and started to the morning routines and did some work and went into the bathroom to take a bath. The climate was soo chill and so the water was..... Kadavuley I forgot to switch on the heater. It takes 10 minutes to get heated up. The bathing time delayed to 6:47am. I simple ran into the bathroom took a shower. Yes.... Here starts the bad hair day. The previous night I oiled my hair like anything. Now I must shampoo my hair and apply conditioner for 5 minutes other wise.... No no I can't step out of the house. With hurry burry, slippery bath ran out of the bathroom and got into the dressing room by 7:20

       Here my saree initiates the irritation in my mood. It was a new saree and I loved it a looott..... I stitched a separate blouse for the saree. So the blouse part of the saree ran continuously with the saree. 

      1 attempt - the pleats didn't came well

      2 attempt - the designs in the blouse was popping because of the tansparency

      3 attempt - the pleats in the front didn't come well 

   With tension overloaded I sat as it is in the floor for 2 minutes. Now it's 7:35. I want to catch my bus within 5 minutes. 

   Somehow I managed to drape it. Within a minute I placed the contact lense in my eyes. That is when I got the call from my bus mate saying that the bus have been started. I was pakka ready to climb down my house. Everything was ready the lunch and breakfast was packed water can was filled but they were not inside the lunch bag. 

      It took around 50 seconds to keep the things inside the bag. Before leave mom asked do you have money for evening bus? Aiiyooo amma I forgot...... 

        Again I ran inside the house, got the money and I was running down in the staircase. I climbed 2 floors down I came out of our building. I want to cross the road. I litterally felt like screaming because my total was suffering from this hectic thing of catching the bus. I climbed down, now.... I want to cross the road to catch the bus. Before I could take the first step the bus cam and I just went like anything.... 

        I would not have worried if I was late by 5 mins or 10 mins. I was late by 3 seconds. Kadavuley (og god) at that time I just wanted this earth to open down my feet and engulf me inside. I was frustrated. Seriously I was frustrated, again I went to the next stop. I can't digest this. Why can't this bus just wait for a couple of seconds? 

      I kept on worrying about this. Then I ringed my mom and said the things that happened with frustrated voice. 'please stop talking about this...' dad said with a harsh tone, my eyes started to well with tears. 

     The most difficult situation is when you want to cry but you can't. Throat choking i said to mom 'don't ask any questions am keeping the phone' 

     Myself and my dad waited for the bus to come. I started to have running nose on rolling the tears back into the eyes. 

     When I climbed into the bus, I just turned to the window closed the eyes with deeeeep inhalation of oxygen the tears were rescued from the eyes and reached my cheeks. 

      These are the difficult days....... 

      Again I ringed my mom and explained my reason for being rude. Then she convinced me. 

         Nothing is a problem when you have mom