I woke with a daze, something really seems to happen, and I don’t know what it is. Maybe I had more vodka yesterday. It was 8.45 in my cell; well I knew I was going to be late for the college again. However I yanked myself to get ready. So here I was swinging all around, hoping that I won’t get busted for incompliance in getting my assignment ready. Well I was 25 minutes late to college.
As I entered the classroom, I received a warm welcome from my lecture, who praised me for my punctuality, that too in a strange cool cum supercilious way. So it was a perfect boredom, each and every class is a bore. I sit like an idiot and nod at whatever they say; this is what exactly everyone does. But I had to do this because it is a need that I have to maintain as if I know every god damned thing in this world. But wait, the day would have been as usual if it had been not for this.
Exactly at 4.30 my classes ended. So I budged and took my bike way back home. I was feeling dead tired. So it takes exactly and 20 minutes to reach my home. I rode, as soft breeze hit me, I felt completed. It was so soothing and exhilarating. Suddenly a black cat crossed my path. I jerked and stopped my bike. So the hell happened. It is ridiculous of me to even thinking of moving forward. Well I being modern should not have believed that, but who wants to risk. I waited for 3 people to cross the road. As it is belief that if three people cross before then you won’t carry the necessary bad luck. Five minutes, ten minutes passed but still no one came. I waited still in hope. Anyways, after ten more minutes there came two middle aged men, maybe they were taking a walk. They passed me. Two were down one was to go. So I waited. No one came, Damn it. I was getting late. It already was turning dark. Then came this old lady, she was walking slowly, and of course she would. She was so slowly as if it was her last walk. She passed me, I thought she did. But she stopped. And asked me
‘Son would you mind to drop me at next stop’, she was juddering and her voice was pleading one.
Ok I decided to give her a ride; there was nothing wrong in dropping a poor old woman.
I took her back and she was like praising me all over of how down to earth I am and later on started to give me lecture on how ruthless youngsters were nowadays and this and that’s. I stopped at point, she said to move a little further and further took further 20 minutes and this is what happened. Finally I had to request her to leave as I would get late. She touched my cheek and gave me nothing.
So I turned on and then went on until I heard a good loud sound and a feel of slippery. Claps, my bikes tire were punctured. Tuck my life. I cursed myself for having let myself for giving a comfortable journey to the old women. There were no repair shops either; I had to literally drag the back for a 2 or more mile. I was sweating like hell. Finally I got it repaired, god well he did or would have been a dead meat.
SO it was 9 pm, I reached my home. Well I had my bad luck. I laughed and thanked the Black Cat for making my day.
