then.....
post lunch on Fridays...its just the wait for 5:00 when I could leave to Mysore...I used to wait from afternoon itself for the evening...after 5 long days i would be going to mysore to my HOME :). At 5 its the struggle to get an auto...most of them refuse to come to majestic at that peak hour...but after struggling with 3-4 auto wala's i get one...which takes me to the Majestic Bus stand. There is again a long queue at the Mysore Mallige platform. Lucky will be me..if I find some friend of mine in that looong queue. If the queue is very long and there is nobody whom I know...then I wouldn't mind going by RED bus also. Some bus going to madikeri or chamarajanara will accept me...I get into the bus with a sigh...I think the last hurdle between me and mysore is gone...but no!..thats not the end...that RED bus stops at each and every possible place....and many Mysore mallige buses overtake my RED bus...i envy all the ppl in those buses ...it takes 3 and half hours to reach srirangapattana...after reaching sri rangapattana..i call home..so my father can start to bus-stand to pick me up...from the second bridge of sri-rangapattana it takes 17 mins to reach mysore bus stand. I feel this streach as the longest one..cant wait going home...then i enter Mysore....as the bus approaches bus-stand..i look through the window...for my father ...there he stands :) :) i collect my bag..which is just my laptop bag...get down..and walk towards my father. He would have brought one shawl and scarf for me...:)..then we go towards my home...i tell my father what all happened during that week..abt my office..my friends...and what not....on the way I admire mysore..and ask him about the happenings that week....the journey from bus-stand to my house gets over very fast...at home amma is waiting at the door for me :)....and then we all have dinner together..
I go to bed thiking...what a pleasant friday it was !
Now...
Time has changed....may be ..may be not...but definitely for me fridays have changed...the whole of afternoon I feel sad...I feel sad becoz i cant go to mysore this day .....This is one such friday...i am showing my frustration by blogging...
Now a days i just wonder why this friday comes...I have started hating fridays and weekends..for i cant go to mysore...
I pray that it never becomes evening...for another 2 days i have to stay at home...:(...but time never stops ....it does its job..it will be soon 7 and i head towards home...I dont want to write what i do after going home...becoz it does not interest me.,...
....i go to bed with the feeling...why did i ever get married...for i cant go to mysore on weekends..:(
