Disconnected

I am like an addict who’s supply of his choice of drug has been abruptly cut off. And I am getting cravings like hell. Luckily I have an alternate source as inconvinient as it is. It is at the office. I do not have unlimited access and I need to be careful as to how I use it.

Don’t worry, I am only talking about the internet. I woke up this morning to find that my connection has been disconnected due to non-payment of my monthly bill. You see they send someone to collect the payment from me at my apartment every month. This month as usual, I had kept the cash with my mom and they had called and had informed her that they would come to collect it on the 7th, last Saturday. Well, there was no one home on Saturday as my dad was taken to the hospital on that day for a check up. My mom went with him and I went to the office.

I guessed that they would come to collect it yesterday but no one came until 3 pm at which time I had to leave for work. My folks came home from the hospital after 6 pm, so we are not sure if they came to collect the payment between 3 pm & 6pm. Anyway, my connection got disconnected this morning and I can’t use it at home. I called up their customer service and asked them to send someone to collect it from my apartment by tomorrow. I need to wait till that time. Till then, the office is my only supply.

Song for the day – “One More Song The Radio Won’t Like” – KATHLEEN EDWARDS

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In The Cupboard

A woman takes a lover home during the day while her husband is at work. Her 9-year old son comes home unexpectedly, sees them, and hides in the bedroom cupboard. Then the woman’s husband also comes home. She puts her lover in the cupboard, not realising that the little boy is in there already. The little boy says, “Dark in here.” The man says, “Yes, it is.”

Boy – “I have a football.”
Man – “That’s nice.”
Boy – “Want to buy it?”
Man – “No, thanks.”
Boy – “My dad’s outside.”
Man – “OK, how much?”
Boy – “£250″

A few weeks later, it happens again that the boy and the lover are in the cupboard together.

Boy – “Dark in here.”
Man – “Yes, it is.”
Boy – “I have football boots.”
The lover, remembering the last time, asks the boy, “How much?”
Boy – “£750″
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Man – “Sold.”

A few days later, the boys father says to the boy, “Grab your boots and football, let’s go outside and have a game of soccer. The boy says, “I can’t, I sold my ball and boots.” The father says, “What?! How much did you sell them for?”

Boy – “£1,000.”

The father says, “That’s terrible to overcharge your friends like that. That is far more than those two things cost. I’m going to take you to church and make you confess.”

They go to the church and the father makes the little boy sit in the confession booth and he closes the door.

The boy says, “Dark in here.”

The priest says, “Don’t start that sh*t again. You’re in my cupboard now.”

The Hourglass

Waiting for your call, Half past midnight

The glare of the tv is my only light

Scotch on the rocks, cigarette in hand

What is the point, I fail to understand

The sands of time drop slow

The hourglass sits on my shelf

I wait & I watch, tired as hell

Sitting here all by myself

by Roshan