The slumber of work is strange, one makes efforts to beat the time, but instead in this process he forgets to keep up with time… I suddenly woke up from my slumber. My roommate’s door is still shut. It has been 2 hrs since my roommate hasn’t enquired about me. It’s strange…. Usually he would come in every half an hour to find out when we plan to take dinner and I have to decline at least for 5 times! But you can’t blame for the glutton he is… I again get back to my work…
Another one hour has passed and its way past the dinner time, but still no word from him. Now I believe he has forgotten time in his own slumber...this slumber is a bit different from mine. Actually he has a problem; he finds it hard to sleep at night, so for the rest of the day he makes sure that he covers the deficit… But again, sleeping during dinner time is not like him…. I wait for some more time…..
Now it’s really late and even I’m feeling hungry. I’m worried too... Is he ill? Or has he eaten behind my back (the latter is plausible). I get up walk towards his room. But as soon as I touch his door, a sudden stone of thought hits me at the back of my head…. Last night my roommate had moved out, he got a job in a different city...
As the door to his room swings open, the gust of wind from his open window moves me from the ground and I slip onto his bed….maybe for a slumber much wanted….
