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Grumpiness And Twittering!

I had a rough day. Well, honestly I am having a rough year since last year and so I have started taking and considering things by days and hours. So now I don’t ask someone on a Saturday, “how was your week?” I simply ask, “Ho was your day?” when someone asks me for a plan on a Friday, when today is still Wednesday, I reply “I’ll tell you a day prior to it.” Things have been so surprising (in a really wrong and unhappy way) that I have started dealing things one at a time, because really? Future? More unacceptable and uncertain than I thought!

 

So yeah, a rough day again!! Pretty mundane for me now. And returning from that rough day all I want to do is sit at home, watch that stupid TV where nothing is good on telecast, eat and go to sleep. Yeah, even if it is too early!! I am just tired.

 

So there I was succumbing to my mundane plan, getting into my sulky pajamas, when I heard a perky chirping somewhere around. Didn’t realize where? Didn’t give it a second thought. Ran about my chores.

 

I heard it again.

 

“What the hell? What is this noise? Can I not even sulk, in peace?” grumbled my grumpy self.

 

The noise stopped instantly!

 

I open the sandwich that I have brought myself and make some coffee.

 

The chirping continues.

 

On second thought it seemed like a wind chime. And the grouchy me hated that happy sound. What was the reason for being happy anyways?

 

I rush to my balcony to see if someone has put that stupid thing on again?

 

No sign!

 

The chirping persists.

 

I try to ignore. Go back to my sandwich.

 

Coffee seems the only thing to stay with me.

 

Chirping..

More chirping..

And then even more chirping. Like a bundle of noise thrown at me. It grows louder, and even louder, so louder that I feel that it is coming from inside my house. But where from exactly? And who, let me see, has the nerve to irritate me further?

 

I rush to the living room, ignoring my food in the kitchen table.

 

Holy mother of God!!

 

There is a gang of birds inside my house, giving me a live performance of that twittering. I am taken by surprise. Shocked! How the hell did they come in? I mean the window is open, but they never come in. Why? How? And why today, then? And look at the audacity. The birds are not just simply sitting and flying away. Not a place for temporary rest! They are most comfortably seated, around 20 of them and are singing happy tunes at their pitch of their voices!! I am alarmed and happy at the same time. Yes, happy! Yeah, the grumpy me swiftly changes my mood from being that grumpy Ove to that smiling bird. And what voices they have, what tunes they deliver. Oh my, oh my!! And they stay.

 

I go closer, not fearing that they will fly away. Something tells me that they will stay. And stay they did.

 

I am sitting just inches away, listening to them, lost somewhere.

 

When I open my eyes, I feel so relieved, so much so that I haven’t felt in pretty long time. I take their presence for granted; leave to get my food and the coffee, which is turning cold. I come back to find them just as I had left them. Really?

 

I eat with the presence of a live band singing melodies into my ears.

 

After I have satisfied my hunger, I clear the plate and the cup, drop them in the sink, only to find that their voices are lowering, and they are leaving one by one. I rush back to the window.

 

I don’t know what tells me to do so, but in that instant I grab my phone, and click a picture. By the time I have done so, all I am left with a different click of perhaps, Mr. Coffee Hater?

 

Why did they leave? (Greedy much?)

 

Oh the melody! (Hypocrite much?)

 

Who needs them anyway? (Yeah, right!)

 

“I don’t even like wind chimes and the birds were pretty much just the same.” And with this thought I rush back to my room.

 

PS: If you zoom into the picture you’ll get to see the grumpy coffee hater! 😀

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A tickin’ and a tockin’

Most of the times I feel about New Years like this:

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But then instantly, I have a regret, a guilt for being so pessimistic and my thought turns to something like this:

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I mean I have done it wrong, year after year, only trying, or rather barely trying to make things better, to improve myself. And year after year, I am barely floating above the level, but I am still there, trying. So why not this year too? (Not that I have a choice not to try)

So, I think and think more, which is what I am really a master at and decide that let what’s gone, go and welcome what wants to come. Instead of merging past, present and future, and struggling to barely keep up, I decide to just breathe. Peace is all I want, now. Lat year, had been too much of a roller coaster for me, nothing I could not handle, but given the chance I would have liked to dodge that bullet! But now all’s in the past, and I have never really looked up to New Years as I am looking up for this one. Nothing awaits me, not that I know of, but I am hoping against hope, that it would be a slightly better year than the last one.

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So, I am really not fretting over my past, not worrying about my future, all I want to do right now is, live in the moment, hoping against all hopes that things will turn out as they should be. (Because clearly however much I kick around in the air some things are really not under my control).

So, wishing all the lovely people around here, a very peaceful and a bright new year.

PS: As I write this down, Mr. Coffee hater is persistently cooing at me, wanting all the attention that I was clearly devoting to my computer. And just as I take the shot below, he winks at me, flutters his wing, and soars away! The attention seeker that he is!! Ufff…

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In case you don’t know who this person is who hates coffee; you can visit the link below: Mr. Coffee Hater- My New Friend!

Mr. Coffee Hater- My New Friend!

Hey guys, I have a new friend. Well, to be honest we have met only a few days back but we seem to hit it off.

This new friend comes and visits me often these days, as often as almost everyday, precisely at the same time. We sit in my room’s balcony; have a cup of coffee and talk. And to be honest, he isn’t a big fan of coffee (disappointed) so I have coffee and we both talk. I think I might have begun to like his company a little bit. My mom says this is temporary! This is nonsense! I am definitely appalled at her for saying this but how can I express the amount of affinity I share with this new friend. This is just beyond her grasp.

So today, I am having my coffee and I was just about to send this friend on a guilt trip for not showing up on time, when suddenly from nowhere he barged into my space and landed in front of me.

“So how are you today?” he asks me.

“I think I am good.”

“Oh, you and your thinking.” He rolls his eyes at me.

What! What am I suppose to say?

“How are you, if I may ask?” I ask anyway.

“I am awesome as always!!”

Of course you are.

“And what brings you here today?” I ask adamantly.

“Precisely nothing. I just though I should stop by since I was visiting near by.”

“Oh you and your thinking!” I mimic.

“What now? Thinking is only your job or what?”

“Nah. You could try that too, but I don’t think you will master it as much as I can.”

“Fair point well made Miss Moushmi.”

“Now will you tell me what exactly are you doing here? Visiting me almost everyday, at the same time, never really doing anything?”

“Will you tell me what exactly are you doing here, same time, everyday? He counter-attacks.

“Ummmm, I think you forget, this is my house, my room, my balcony, my coffee!!!” I almost want to scream.

“So?”

Oh my God! Look at the horror that this little man throws upon me. What do you mean so? I mean I am almost expected to be in my house. I don’t have to take permission form anyone for that. And in contrast I certainly have a right to ask for his reasons of visiting. Seriously, though what does he think of himself!

 

“I am just asking what brings you here?”

“You.”

“Yeah, but you come here everyday, you sit and you fight with me and then leave. You have never told me the exact purpose of your visit. I don’t even know your name.”

“So you can ask me my name.”

“And you think you will answer that?”

“What makes you think I won’t?”

“The fact that I have repeatedly asked you your reason of visiting me, but you won’t open your filthy mouth on that.”

“Yeah but my filthy mouth will definitely want to tell you my name.”

“What’s stopping you?”
“The fact that you haven’t exactly asked.”

Uuuuurrrgggggghhhhhhhhh!!

“I will ask you just after you tell me the reason for your 6th visit in the 6th day of knowing you.”

“Are we still on that?”

“Apparently!”

“Okay, I think it’s time to go.”

“But where are you going? My coffee isn’t over yet.”

“Then drink your damn coffee and let me watch you drink it.”

“The coffee isn’t damned!! How could you…..”

“Yeah, yeah, I still don’t find any good reason in drinking that strong cup. I threw it out of my mouth the first time I tasted it.”

“Yeah I remember that, it wasn’t exactly too long ago.” I remember our first meeting where I couldn’t stop laughing at his reaction in tasting coffee for the first time. That was my first in meeting someone who had never tasted coffee!! DUH…

“So, now if you are done with your coffee, I think I should go. I have better things to do.”

“Like what? And I literally don’t remember inviting you here.”

“Well, I invited myself.”

“Then deport yourself too.”

“I will!!”

“What’s stopping you?”

“You damned coffee.”

“You’d be happy to know, the cup is empty now.”

“Seriously though, you waste a lot of time drinking that.”

“How does it bother you?”

“Fair point well made.” He retorts.

“I know.”

“Now really, I should get going.” He insists.

“Try and be stopped.”

“Yeah, yeah, I am leaving.”

I am waiting for him to leave.

“By the way you seriously are not interested in knowing my name, are you?”

“I am. But you won’t say.”

“You won’t ask. Then how can I tell you my name?” he complains!!!

Oh my god, and I still like his visits?

“Okay, then will you please tell me your name?” I ask too pleadingly, with all smiles and politeness.

“Of course.”

WHAT!!!!!

“But for now it’s time to go.” He adds. And then just as swiftly he had come, he flies away and vanishes into thin air.

 

This, this new friend of mine? Doesn’t even like getting clicked. I somehow managed to get a nice shot. I am introducing you guys to him as Mr. Coffee Hater. Be my guest; judge him all you want, I don’t care, because he is just so adamant with me. He gets into my nerves and is so, so irritating at times. And yet I like his visits? I must be losing my mind!!

 

Anyways, here he is, with his roguish charms.

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Until we meet again 😀

Take Care.