Earlier, this morning twenty minutes to nine after I got freshen up, dressed and collecting my notes for the days work, I made my way to my friends room to cook something to eat for the breakfast.There, he was like a piece of dead log, sweetly enjoying his sleep when I step into his room.
With ten minutes I got in my hand I rush as fast as cheetah for preparing breakfast and fortunately there was some packets of five instant cooking noodles saved which happily gave me plenty time from the limited. As soon as I begin making breakfast his alarm buzzed at the loudest pitch waking him. His lazy hand rub his sticking eyelid and later stretched to get over mobile and slide over to mute the alarm and there he cover the blanket head to toe gathering warmth and continued sleeping.
2 Minutes later, again his alarm buzzed as earlier and repeatedly he did the same getting over mobile and muting off. I was just laughing to myself catching a note on my hand with thoughts of my actions too, 'of repeated battle of alarm in lazy morning'.
5 minutes passed, I did my job well done cooking noodles as fast I expected and simultaneously my friend was busy sleeping and battling with alarm for the third time. It was naughty as nitrous oxide making me laugh.
I questioned him, If he was going to class following each alarm, but his sleep looked to me like it has even reach to every muscles and nerve sweetly; so much engrossed that even earthquake won't reach him. :)
By then, it was almost 9 am when I have my last spoon of noodles and finally when my friend successfully woke up after 4-5 ringing alarms.
following a minute later, I headed to my faculty wishing him a "good day" and playing with him saying 'you did a great job, and yeah alarm won a war against your sleep.' :)
P.S: Sangay, it was a good day to begin with laugh and so much fun watching you battle repeatedly with alarms. :)
(Who never did came across this battle?
I think, everyone of us must have been through this situation and sometime's it's crazy right? fighting over the alarm that we set ourselves. Actually I think our mind is the trade of everything.
