WTF? Isn’t it Saturday ?

It was around 1 am. I was back from office, reading “English, August” by Upamanyu Chatterjee (Review to come very soon), with my legs sprawled across my bed. My roomie is asleep. I think, ‘Aaj to yeh book khatam karke hi chodenge. Tomorrow is a holiday anyway. I can wake up at 11-ish. Nice way to spend a Friday night’. I was completely into the book until it was around 3am. 4 pages left and I can’t take it anymore. Off to sleep

Next morning, I slowly open my eyes at 7am to find my roomie still sleeping. ‘Ahh! Who is going to wake up so early on Saturday anyway?’ So, I am back to sleep again. Next I wake up at around 11am. My roomie is missing. ‘This is his regular habit. He must be watching TV downstairs. I’ll wake up when he returns.’ Next time, I wake up its 3pm. WHAT?? I was damn hungry. My roomie still missing. ‘Where on earth is he? Where do I get to eat now? Why didn’t he already order the food?’ Frantically, I search my mobile and call up one of my friends to find him at the office. He says ‘You didn’t come to office today?’ ‘From when is it so obvious to go to office on Saturdays?’ He also tells me that my roomie is in the office. I keep thinking. ‘Something else is out of place here.’ Then, one of my friends orders a pizza for me. Had the pizza. My appetite now satisfied, I can think clearly. ‘WTF? Isn’t it Saturday ? Is it Friday?’

‘Damn!!’ I immediately call up my roomie to tell my manager that I was sick. I was very angry on my roomie for not having woken me up before going to the office. ‘Wait !!! How did I fall into this big misconception? Ahh!!’ Then I remember the conversation with my roomie. the previous night. ‘What day is today?’ I say. ‘Friday.’

‘Okay thats where it all begun. It must have crossed 12am by then’.

I and my roomie had a mini-phone-fight. And then it was all peace except that I am sitting in the office to write this post on a Sunday. ‘Damn that idiot !!’