I
sleep like a log. Once I conk out, no amount of shaking or shouting can wake me
up. I've slept through earthquakes, and I'm talking about real ones not the
ones in movies that my brother likes to watch. The first time I slept at my
cousin's place, they thought I'd died. I woke up just as they were lowering me
into my grave. It was kinda disturbing. Everyone seemed quite happy about the
whole thing. Two of my cousins were debating which Nintendo® character is best, while my second eldest
cousin hummed “We will rock you” by Queen as he lowered me into the freshly dug
pit. You know just how much you’re missed when you hear your brother saying "I
call dibs on his iPod!"
Kidding. That never happened. But there was this one time when my school’s headmistress called up my parents, telling them to find me a rehab. After sleeping right through English, Math and Biology, my teachers had come to the conclusion that I was on drugs. Fortunately, my parents thought it was a prank call and my well rehearsed explanation wasn’t called for.
In my defense, I wasn’t always like this. As a kid, I had real trouble sleeping. I guess it mostly had to do with the fact that I slept in the top half of the bunk bed I shared with my brother, so my nose was just a foot away (or the length of a seven year-old leg, which is how I measured the distance back then) from the ceiling. I had this weird feeling that the ceiling inched closer each time I closed my eyes. Most nights, I stayed awake, determined not to let the ceiling get any closer. Then one similarly sleepless night, I had a better idea. When everyone fell asleep, I climbed down into my brother’s bunk and accidently pushed him off the bed, onto the cold marble floor. He didn’t mind. Eventually, it became routine. Me pushing him off his bed and him waking up each morning, on the floor. You’d think he’d take the hint after the first few times and switch bunks with me. He didn’t. Instead, he started sleep talking, but that's a story for another time.
I guess I'm making up for lost time. :P
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After such a long time,i read such an interesting piece of writing!!
ReplyDeleteThank you! Glad you liked it. :)
ReplyDeleteHHAHAHA :'D
ReplyDeleteI kinda feel sorry for Khushhal :3
And the drugs story actually happened? O.o
P.S. Doodle after 5th June. Promise :)
Lol, nah don't. who knows, maybe I'm the reason he's the frikkin' genius he is now. :P
DeleteYeah, that could be true :3
DeleteHAHA...This is so cool.
ReplyDeleteP.S: Great minds think alike. i'd do the same to my bro if i had trouble sleeping :P
Best part was me reading this during my preptime b4 Further Math. Totally cooled me off :D
haha, Thanks Zeest!:) and lol. That's what bros are for! :D
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