till was in school or even in college i used to enjoy sundays.. in fact my whole existence revolved around a sunday... as one sunday went i dreamily waited fr the next....
however last few years...my life is different .. although the common denominator is still sunday...wht is different is tht i want to avoid the sunday.. its not as if i have suddenly transformed into this workaholic maniac who wants to work and work... naah.. i am the same sluggish, lazy person tht i always was ...
sundays freak me out coz of the truckloads of home chores tht are lined up for me... there has been a slight role reversal in my life... now my dear wife waits from one sunday to the other ticking off chores frm her never ending and regularly replenishing list... and these scientists would want us to believe that there is no perpetual machine in this world..
like many other sundays before, this sunday i had made grand plans of lethargy which were rudely shattered by the already referred chore list... i was virtually kicked out of my slumber and made to go to market... of the female type which includes clothes.... shoes..... etc...there i had a life altering revelation....
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THAT I AM NOT ALONE IN THIS TORTURE ZONE... THERE ARE MANY MORE IN FAR WORSE CONDITION....
MORAL OF THE STORY: I THOUGHT I WAS THE MOST UNFORTUNATE MAN TO HAVE NO SHOES TILL I SAW A MAN WHO HAD NO FEET...
CHEER UP GUYS... SUNDAY IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER!!!
having seen ur plight i really pity my own fiance who is so excited and counting days for wedding day.wat would u call dis a blessing in disguise ???having alwaz known de aftereffects of tying de knots and being de prime witness to our parents whu had been progressing at de same pace. wat would u call dis ...i know all's been said and written in light humour so y still call it a torture zone ..:-)
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