The story of my life!

What a life!
As I was cleaning the dish tray this morning, I was thinking about my family and friends. My day started with monks praying, music blasting from two loud speakers facing my room at 5am for the last 3 mornings. Take a wild guess! Yes, someone in the neighborhood died.

In the kitchen, my routine every morning is to clear the dish tray and rewash whatever that is in there. You may ask why I have to do it? Take a wild guess again, rat droppings and rat urine! wipe the table in case the rats run over it in the night. Then only I start my day.

Most of the day I am frustrated with the maid, the teachers, the weather and occasionally, with the house-mate named Prema. The consolation is because of all that, the days pass by very fast. Before I have time to think, it is already time to play my computer games.

The prayer I ask for in the morning is not "I have wakened in Thy shelter, O my God, and it becometh him that seeketh that shelter to abide within the Sanctuary........." I should pray that no one die or get married in the neighbourhood and the maid understands my sign language.

Okay, it is time for lunch. bye.

18th Oct. 2010