And that’s how …#6

I had no time in the morning to even think about all the Mr and Miss’ so as soon as I woke up in the morning I rushed to get ready and woke my brother up. Everything planned changed since then. My brother was to come directly today but he surprised me yesterday and so everything has to be rescheduled.

 

I could have flown home right after I completed my work but I stayed only to be with my brother. Today, his college scheduled an interview for him and he has been really tensed regarding it and hence I had decided to be with him on this day. The interview was at 11 but the tensed me dragged him to the office at 10:30.

 

We were already impatient and restless by 11 o’ clock. Still we remained seated hoping only we would get it done with. All the Mr and Miss’ were at home chit chatting, waiting for us. Time ticked by and our restlessness increased by every second.

11:30….

12:00…….

12:30……..

1:30…………

2:30…………..

3:00… and the interviewer called him in.

 

Waiting for so long had already drained our energy and patience. All we wanted then, was to get it done with. And as soon as we were done with it, we rushed home. The interview had lasted only 15 minutes but had taken us our entire morning to mid day. I mean does someone even realise how much patience it must have required to wait for so, soo long? I mean, 4 hours. What happened to all the value being given to time?

 

Anyways after this long tiresome event, we went home and ate something. It was a really exhausting day and there had been no time to even think of all the unwanted matters.

 

In the evening all of us, Mr. R, my brother and everyone else decided to travel another two hours westwards, to Miss R’s place. And this was the thing that I was trying to avoid.

 

But I think I had to deal with it.

 

We reached her place by 9 and were greeted, real pleasingly. Her parents were waiting for us, and I being honest I can never believe their hospitality.

 

And that’s how I realised that it was time I left things behind now.

Published by Moushmi Radhanpara

A bilingual writer, Moushmi Radhanpara has authored three poetry collections so far, namely POSIES and 03:21 AM –An Ode to Rust & Restlessness, and Resignation of an Angel. She is also scribbling an unplanned rough draft of a story as a part of NANOWRIMO 2020 and hopes that something might come out of it. She has also co-authored two books, The Lockdown Stories and Mirage so far. Her poetries can be found on her blog https://aestheticmiradh.com/ and a few other online portals. She believes in the fact that a better reader makes a better writer. Reading a 100 books a year is her latest obsession. She can be found either drunk on coffee or hiding away from everything and admiring the gorgeous sun.

2 thoughts on “And that’s how …#6

  1. Interviews are like this only…no one realizes the amount of time wasted for such a short duration of work….and it gets worse if it keeps on getting delayed or postponed!! 😠…

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