Before all of you jump your guns, it’s my romance with nothing but “Sleep”. Yes its my sweetheart, in fact it is every adult’s sweetheart, who is busy toiling in everyday circus of life.
Sleep is not only my sweetheart, but my travel agent because it takes me to exotic locations on earth, deep into the ocean, high on clouds; its my manager as it manages all my appointments with VIPs all over the world be it Obama (American President), Narendara Modi (Indian Prime Minister), Amitabh Bachan (Indian actor) and the list goes on. So who doesn’t want such a love interest. And when I say I love “Sleep” I mean it, no ambiguity, and it’s not “I love you as my friend” 🙂
Now coming to my love story every afternoon and every night, in fact every minute I sit idle my darling says “main aayi aayi” ( I am coming), but I say, correction I have to say reluctantly “nahi nahi abhi nahi abhi karo intezaar” ( no-no not now, you have to wait). In a fit of anger my darling asks me why I say “bartan bula rahe hain, cooker seeti baja rahi hai” ( dishes in kitchen sink calling me, pressure cooker awaiting me). Finally in the dead of night we embrace each other. But just as no love story is complete without a villain we have a villain too in our fairy tale, and that’s “Alarm Clock”. Every morning when I am lost in blissful arms of my love this villain shouts “subah ho gayi maamu”( wake up it’s morning). And just like in a chase scene of a Bollywood drama I dodge this villain by pressing snooze button. But alas I have to surrender to this cruel call of duty and get up singing “raat ka nasha abhi aankh we gaya nahi” ( night’s intoxication is still in eyes).
That’s why I request my love, let’s fly and go to LA LA land where there are no alarm clocks. And I can sleep forever, err, not forever as neither I am a beauty as in fairy tale sleeping beauty waiting for my prince charming nor I am Urmila- mythological character again waiting. I just want to have ammmmple sleep.
Isn’t it everyone’s love story? Do let me know 🙂