Mundane Mornings

Mornings are like alarm clocks. They scrupulously remind us how lucky we are to see another day, to breathe air (mostly polluted) and of all the duties that we willingly left at the footstep of our respective beds just before tucking ourselves into soundless sleep and, sometimes, not so sound… It’s 3:00 am, the devil in me is still wide awake!!

As glorified as it may sound, but mornings are a mark of new dawns, old beginnings and happy endings (pun intended). Each one of us, divided by different time zones, have some element of story to tell about mornings. For some, mornings are about sweating in the heat to get a perfectly shaped belly, and for few, it is about accepting the harsh reality of sunrises, i.e, it is indeed time to get up from bed!!

Mornings are like ‘post its’. It manages to shriek onto our faces that it is same as yesterday, new as today and as unexpected as tomorrow. Mornings are about sipping ghorum cha (hot tea) in a matka (earthenware) on a chilly winter morning in one’s familiar alley wrapped with golpos (stories) of the locality. Mornings are about reading khobor (news) and complaining, “arr kichu hobe na ei desher”. (I don't see any changes happening in our country)

For few, mornings are about catching up on sleep from last night’s drunken sessions which often tend to overflow the next morning which I am hopeless at. Late nights, wasn’t something that I would fancy anyway…Drunken night sessions were not even considered as a legitimate conversation by my standards.. Many a times, I have been tested by my very tolerant friends that no matter how interested a hot man is in me or how grave a discussion can be, I, would any day prefer to be hypnotized by the idea that the only solace I can find right now is in my mattress with a pillow to lay my dreams on…

Mornings tells us that it’s okay to give someone another chance just the way night ends to give morning another chance.. Mornings are about hoping that today should be as mundane as it was yesterday. Of course, exciting is fun! Excitement brings joy, a moment of adrenaline rush. But mundane is comfort, a long terminal illness that engulfs our lives with bouts of security, affection and happiness.