Bzzzzzzzzz

Sleep, slumber,snooze, nap, call it whatever you want – all I have to say is that my body’s seriously lacking it! Its only been two weeks since the dawn of a new semester and life has been crazy. Classes have been added and removed from my schedule like diapers on a new born – and anytime I get a little breath of air from preparing for these courses, I find my profs waiting for me with open arms. Sigh. I can go on for millenniums, but I think I’ve gotten my point across!

On a recent talk with my friend, we were discussing how desperate we have become for the basic necessities of life — music, food and sleep. She, a fresh of the boat in the pardes is still adjusting to the weird ways of this country and its people, said ‘Seriously girl. I eat every time I spot something edible at any time of the day, close my eyes every second that I don’t have anything to do, out of fear that I might not get either for a fortnight!”

I find the sound of her troubles sadistically comforting because I realize that I am not the only one new to this busy routine. Yes. This is an entirely new for me. I have seen my dad slogging for years now. He goes to work at seven, comes home for a quick lunch, leaves, comes back home, grabs a bite of dinner and is back working until eleven and then he calls it a night! Today I wonder, how has he’s done this for years without complaining?

“Ho Ho Ho! Every thing begins and ends with a big O! ,” says my old man. I groan at the mere sound of the ‘O’ word. I really envy those who manage to stay super O-rganized and hence more efficient. I’ve used the fanciest of tools and wasted hours creating the prettiest of spreadsheets and time tables with the hope of being organized. I even walked through the stationary stores in town which are filled with arrays of things – post it notes, multicolored files, paper separators –hell if you wanted to you could use one color for each day of the semester and still not exhaust the resources that they have! Somehow, at the end of everything, I find utmost pleasure with dumping everything into my old raggedy blue bag which has endured the load of everything from food particles to pen stains to cosmetics. Needless to say, every other night I find myself printing the same papers over and over again – when will I ever learn?

If my ranting hasn’t proved it yet, I regurgitate my point — I need sleep. I desperately need sleep, with a couple of mugs of hot chocolate and a mommy hug. Sigh! Cant wait for this semester to end.