I am deprived of it,during the daytime..
At night im staring at the same thing you are currently staring at..
4:00 a.m.- 8:00 a.m : I probably get the best of it.
At 8.15 a.m- its time for the Human alarm to start buzzing (my mom)
At 8.20 my half shut eyes try searching for the wall clock…almost in vain.
At 8.30 i remember,which side of the bed i am on (if its the right, then we have a table clock as well- damn and i had to stretch my eyes as far as the wall- so what if that is on the right as well!)
By 8.40- all hell breaks loose..Dad, Mom in the room, or grandma from the kitchen start the entire loud lecture routine. (depends, either one of them starts it or the other does it later Or they all scream one after the other, sometimes my grandpa decides to join the party as well..)
You don’t have to be a genius to guess what im talking about- Sleep! Somehow i seem to be deprived of it these days (or i am depriving myself)
6 days of college, most of the classes starting from 9.45 onwards seem to have become a pain (school in this case..seems far away i don’t know how i woke up by 7.30 am!!)
My mom had smart ideas to wake me up, she always tries something different..innovative i must say. For me, as they say at home- ‘even if elephants are made to walk over her- she won’t wake up.’
When my brother was a baby (technically he should still be called baby, but height, change in voice and maturity have taken over), mom used to leave him early in the morning between my sis and me, on our bed..he would pull the pillows, make noise…all those baby sounds or as he grew up while he learnt how to speak, she would teach him how to wake us up..and he would copy her words. My poor sister always got out of bed, i wouldn’t budge..and then the final action, pick lil bro up, make him sit on my back -while am still sleeping (basically he would just jump on me, pretending that im his pet horse)
Mom and Dad did this, when they knew we were half asleep but too lazy to get out of bed. They would enter the room and start gossiping about Us- commenting on everything right from our books,clothes,schedule,our Friends, our facial expressions, any random gossip..(my dad particularly targets my nose)
Apart from that- the water throwing routine and screaming in the ear routine has been done.Also my brother played his computer games in the morning- with loud sounds of bullets and bikes, wwe wrestlers and the like – enough for me to scream in my sleep.
Its funny, i don’t feel sleepy when i should be sleeping and all my horrible yawns seem to occur when i should be focusing. Like now, i should go off to sleep, i want to go off to sleep too- but I just don’t feel like it.
I wish i could follow atleast some of the health tips that my dad loves passing on..Health is wealth being his fav dialogue. (not only it would make him happy, but would also bring some balance in my disbalanced life!)
7:00 a.m-i hope to see you soon and not sleep through you.