Monday Morning

 Most people are languid and reluctant to work on Monday morning. The word Monday itself can make a person drowsy. Today we have our lab exams and I need to collect my record from Sathvi as early as I can. I am not at all worried about my record but for my friend Rajesh. He don’t know that I am making my junior to write my record and for that purpose I gave his record as reference. He called me 10+ times to know whether I kept his record in bag. Believe me or not, his phone call waked me from sleep today.

I can see my batch guys with books in their two hands looking into them desperately. Bus soaring to destination which it will only do exam days. When everyone were out of bus, no surprise we can see a gazer. It is our college A.O. He is well known as Mr. Loathsome. As I entered into cafeteria some one dragged my back. It is  Sathvika. She is stupefying in a red and green combination salwar kameez. I thanked her and moved to my examination hall in hurry. As I reached hubbub welcomed me. With a great difficulty I have completed my exam.

In the evening, Sathvika came along with me and Nancy. She is very conservative in her style of dressing. Her ear rings were trendy and very impressive. I didn’t talk much to Sathvi when Nancy is with us. As Nancy left us on our way, Sathvi initiated

‘Impressed with my work?’

‘Impressed? For what’

‘ Sir, I am saying about my work for your record!’

‘Oh..you are asking about that? Yea you did well and I said you not to call me sir!!’

‘Ooops…sorry..yes I do remember..’

‘It’s ok. Are you living here from childhood? I never seen you before. My house is very close to yours and I had gone through this way many times. I guess you don’t come out of home often.’

‘No. Nothing like that. My father works for IOC. So he will get transfers regularly and we almost travelled from north to south. Dad resolved to make hyderabad home town and now we are living here in an apartment from the past three years.’

It was just a 5minute walk and we both stood before Sathvi’s apartment. She waved her hands to say bye. When I stepped into my home, my mom said a gale gonna hit our home. They are my relatives coming all the way from banglore. They are really a nugging kind of personalities and no way I can bear them. I decided to stay away from them as much as I can so that I won’t be their victim.

I enquired my mom about their arrival and departure dates and times so that I can rescue my self from them. My mom said they are on the train now and will reach home by tomorrow. With grunting sounds my cpu slowly started and I opened my different social networking site accounts and surprised to see Sathvi’s request and message on facebook. I accepted her and the very next second I have seen Sathvi’s next message.

‘Hi..watsup ’

‘Hey you are on facebook?! Wow..’ I dazzled.

‘What do you mean? Ha…Do you think juniors shouldn’t have a facebook account!’

While I am giving reply to that I have got another message

‘Do you know karthik?’

‘Y..what happened?’

‘I will say you tomorrow..My mom calling me.It’s her time. She plays stupid farmville on facebook.’

‘GOSH.. Your mom is on fb?!!!!’

‘Hahahaah… All my family members were on fb.. I will message you when I am online..k.’

‘K..That’s fine..But where do u message me? on FB or MOBILE?’

My ruse to get her number worked. She gave her number and asked me to send a blank message. I gave her a blanc message after a hour. Presence of the relatives made me to keep myself away from home. I only went to home in the morning to take shower which I do silently so that they don’t notice me. In this way I escaped from relative GALE.