Its been long time since I wrote some thing , but after what I have gone thru i just could not resist my temptation to write about it. It all started on a thursday morning as usual I woke up and opened the door and picked up my milk sachets and lit the gas to make tea. Tea was ready and i opened the sugar jar and to my deep dismay i found an ant colony in it. Over night like the bollywood movie goons who make settlements from thin air in unclaimed properties to grab it , the same way I found thousands of ants marching up and down inside the jar with the kind of familiairty as if they have been living their for the last 100 generations. I did a small survey in and around the jar and found that they have created a long trail longer than the jammu srinagar highway passing thru every nook and corner of the kitchen.
The very thought of drinking tea without sugar made me so angry that i decided to teach those ants a lesson. I pulled out the HIT spray and lavishly sprayed on all those places where i thought ants can get into.
1 day later
Saturday i washed all my clothes
2 days later
I woke up on sunday afternoon after a long deep sleep. I had planned to go out with friends for a long drive to mahabs and chill out. I cooked a small breakfast and got under the shower to refresh my cells and mood. shower over, pooja over and i pulled out my jeans and a comfirtable cotton shirt and my chaddi. since my cell phone was ringing endlessly i picked it up and started chatting and at the same time i got dressed and in a hurry i pulled on one by one and tucked in my shirt and then suddenly there was a sharp pain as if something has bitten in my thighs and then in all wrong places like mad. I immediately pulled down my pants and my chaddi and there i see hundreds of ants waiting for their turn to bite me. I threw that in the bucket full of water and got under the shower again to get rid of those lousy creatures and came out of the shower. this time i was very careful and to my surprise i found that ants were there in every piece of my inner gears and not a single one in any of my other clothes washed in the same lot.
all of a sudden i remembered the thursday morning when i killed thousands of ants and i realized the gorrilla attack was a revenge for that. God almighty save me and my important organs from the wrath of ants. amen
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
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