It's a little to eight in the morning, and I'm trying to multitask between doing my pending assignment, finish the last unhurried episode of The Witcher finally so that there'd be nothing left in the Continue watching list for the first time in forever, writing some posts that have outstripped the capacity of my brain, and as I shuffle between the million things I have got on my mental to-do-list deciding which one to do and which to forget about, I keep checking the social media in between because I have a social life too eh, a near to extinct one, but still.
Suddenly, The Witcher stops playing abruptly. I had just 18 minutes left, come on Netflix! And I am trying to close the tabs, or perhaps get them to function again, maybe minimize them and refresh but as the spirit of my old hag laptop would have it, The Weeknd starts singing Blinding lights from an unexplained tab except there are no lights left on my lenovo. And at that juncture, I knew just what to do.
Delaying no more, I jump down my bed and run to the sockets to plug in my multicolored bulb lights and switch off the main ones, and I said, "ooh, I'm blinded by the lights No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust…" My pants come loose and I give up at one point in trying to stay dressed amidst intense cavorting, and my mad hair flies in the air classifying somewhere between that of a tantric's and a baul's moves, and I'm dancing like nobody's watching. Showing obedience at last, Abel Makkonen Tesfaye stops singing from the abandoned tab. And as I'm switching on the central lights, that's when my gaze falls on the shell-shocked set of eyes staring at me through the open windows with something elongated and honed gripped in his hands; his hands are shaking at the sight.
The lit multicolored lights fall on his face, and I am slowly approaching him because hey, I am naked but he is afraid and I need my pants and I say pointing to my bluish jeans hanging a few inches away from him, "Brother, you mind throwing me my pants?" Brother lets go of one of his hands to throw me my pants, throws himself off my window in doing so, throws a bloody knife inside my room too, and I hear a loud thud down somewhere. Michael Jackson starts singing from another tab as I get dressed and hear people screaming from nearby buildings, "As he came into the window Was a sound of a crescendo He came into her apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet..."
Suddenly I come back to my sane mode hearing the ticking of a big lizard on the ceiling. I get close to him and observe him closely. God has made him with full of care. He has white dots on his greenish back. He must be proud of his look if he could understand the beauty he has. I have make deal with him. I will allow him stay in my room if he eats all the insects of my room. He replies with a big smile and this how the deal has done.
Oh this is almost 10 am. I need to get to my office (my another home) where I have a friend waiting for me. So Abel Makkon Tesfaye, I have to say good bye for the day. Take rest for now.
