Day, today started as usual. My daily routine of waking up at eight never seem to chance, sorrry mom, its always too late to go buy packets of milk. It won’t be a good jump-start for me until I’m greeted by my usual, bed-tea, now don’t tell me, I eat bacterias; first hot slurp kills them all.
One the way back home, I and Samrat spent heck an hour for “Kapan Bangalamukhhi Yatayat”. Damn those bus guys, they didn’t come to serve us. “It’s ok”, we said and headed to Purano Buspark. It was half past 5 maybe, we noticed there was no traffic. Bunch of students there were in front of NEA’s Ratnapark counter. Would “a bunch” accomodate all of them? Why should I care anyway? Ok, Ok, there were around two hundreds with their Union’s Flag and some of them carrying burning candles. Obvious it was, they were there for a protest! Samrat must been in a real hurry, he was well ahead of me. I yelled at him to stop. I didn’t get what those students were saying, or enchanting I must say ( excuse me, I am making them happy ). So I asked him if we could at least make sure what their slogan was. “Prachanda Ko Chamatkar, Desh Bhari Andhakar (Prachanda’s Miracle brought countrywide darkness,.. forget the rhyme, I couldn’t carry it on in the translation..”: hats off to the one who first conceived it. Nice satire guys, country actually seems sprawled dead by recent 16 hours loadsheddin, or may I say, 8 hours power shedding!!?