Morning 6 30:
Ding dong... ding dong....ding dong.. {sleepily i knew that it was paper boy, he is the only one who likes to play with calling bell} usually i dont get to the door, but today morning i had to, as i had to pay him. I get down from my bed splaaaash.... before i could realise i was in a haste to go open the door, but the bedroom floor was filled with water. Anyone with camera could have shot a jonty rodes in action.. i got up all drenched and went to the door... ( hall, bedroom, kitchen and another bedroom had atleast 1 cm of water... my addidas, sketchers all floating)..
paper boy : sir enna sir achu?
me : onnum illa... yevolo achu?
pb: 200 sir... yen sir veedu fulla thani... (dai naan enomo inge kulicha maari paakra)
me : therila ...
pb: paathu sir
7 30 :
1 hour and still going... trying to wipe the water out but in vein.. finally gave up cleaing at 7 45...with a bad back ache
. I opened the valve in the night, we get water only 30 mins everyday, so was lazy to wake up at 6 and open, so i opened it in the night itself, i do this usually but somehow i wake up at 615 or so and close, today i overslept a bit and ... rest is history :(
5 comments:
dude, its a cliche`, if i am right, this has happened to you before.
@sudar - dude! my lessons learnt is pretty strong unlike u!!! lol
Machan...veetlayae swimming pannallam plana..
@naren - enada nakal a
dude, I guess thing ain't the first time this is happening. I believe you did that even before you left to US once ;). Nanna nyabagam irukku :).
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