As I find out the hard way the ineffictiveness of coffee to keep me awake, I realise how important it is to have a good eight hours of sleep on a Sunday night. Because if you dont get that sleep, you are going to nod for most part of Monday.
Monday. I used to call Monday 'Moanday' and people thought I was Bengali. They never got the joke despite moaning over their lives, other lives and other things. Some of us discussed our exploits over the weekend. Some of us discussed numbers...like the number of beer pints poured down our gullet, the number of pegs consumed over the weekend and the numbers on the bar bill we were responsible for. Higher the numbers, higher the pride and deeper the hidden guilt. Most of us are like:-
To our friend: "I drank booze worth 3300 bucks alone. Beat that loserboy!!"
To ourselves: "F***. 3300 bucks. Loserboy!!!!"
Not because we drank so much, but because we spent so much on booze in one shot. That money could have got us so many beers had we thought of having drinks at home itself.
Then there are those who did something 'productive' over the weekend...like went out on a trek, had a great time!!....went to meet my relatives....bought the latest GMAT book ...... cleaned my room......got my bike serviced.....and all these guys have that smirk on their face which is like:-
What they expect it looks like: "Huh..losers...drunks...junkies....what a waste of mankind!!"
What it really is:" F*** I am so jealous right now!!...havent had a beer in months!! And I bloody burnt a hole in my pocket buying chocolates for the relatives' little kids!!! I could have had beer man!!!"
Then there are those who want to show of how 'reproductive' they were over the weekend. Even though it sounds the most interesting, no one is really interested in other people's sexcapades!!
Then there are the one's who will never reveal what they did over the weekend!!...which is fine by me. Their roving eyes and expressions are fun to read. A very very gentle smile means something good happened. A forlorn look means the weekend wasn't what they expected it to be!! Its fun to guess what they did over the weekend.
By the end of monday, every one has plans for the next weekend. Those who were lazy, decide to do something productive. The productive guys want to do something lazy or get drunk. The drunks and the junkies want to quit by the next weekend. The 'reproductive' guys still cant get over their 'reproductive' activities. The silent ones don't reveal a thing. Which means they might just have another interesting weekends. Bu the time friday knocks on thier doors...resolutions are fogotten....
Hoping the next weekend is more interesting than the one that just went by......
