I was visiting my cousin a few months back, when this realisation dawned on my at midnight, err..something like the "midnight sun".
My cousin was sleeping, shaped like a peper clip under a heavy blanket, must be tired after waging war in virtual civilizations- The Age Of Empires.
I was lying on my side, trying to get sleep. Something..I miss something, I could not sleep. Seems like the Sleep Fairy is watching late night movie on H.B.O and chomping on popcorn, never bothering about me or a billion others like me, who are in the same state as of me.
My mind wandered around, categorically bringing random thoughts into my sleepless mind.
Conscious: You are awake!
Me: Yeah, Thank you very much for reminding me.
Conscious: Can we bug the cousin, just to kill some time.
Me: No! He wont react. He knows my ways.
Conscious: How about counting sheeps ?
Me:Yeah.. nice idea. Let's count some dollars.
Cousin: Shhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Count Slowly, Okay. I am trying to sleep.
Me: What do you think I am trying to do? Plucking chicken feathers?
Cousin: What ever... (In soft, pleasing manner)Count Slowly. Okay.
Me.Okay.1................. 2........................ 3.............................4....................
Cousin: Slow means...low voice. Please!
Something’s wrong..something’s..wrong...I mean...Something missing..
Rolls on the bed
Cousin: Stop moving around. Don’t roll around. One more roll and you are sleeping on the floor.
Gee..! This guy is no entertainment.
Something missing in this night..
The sound of ceiling fan, vehicle on the road at times coupled with other nocturnal sounds of insects.
Me: Hey dude! Can you bark?
Cousin: What the F_ _ _ !(Rhymes with luck; sure some guys do have all the luck!)
Me: Yeah! ya know it goes like Bowwww...wow.www..wwwwwww..ooooooowww!!
Cousin: S_ _ _ (Add "hit' to "S").Yeah Bangalore!You miss those barking sound. Don’t tell me that!
Me: Yeah! Kinda..I mean. that’s not barking sound, its a symphony in off key harmony, every street has its own Rock Band. Buddy, you will never understand how much they are a part of life.
Cousin: Dream of a bitch and you get good sleep.
Me:(Kids, they grow up too fast.) What does mom give you everyday? Junior Horlicks? Never mind.