6:15 – Alarm rings. I turn on my side to shut it off. And switch on the WiFi. A couple of dings from the mobile and I say to myself I can afford to sleep for half an hour more. 

6:40 – I open my eyes and check the time. And then I relinquently check the notifications. Time clicks to 6:50 and I wake up with a jerk. I brush my teeth while my roommate stares daggers at me cursing my habit of waking up “early” .

7:20 – My roommate is still sleeping, but is fidgety. While I proceed with my daily physio exercises. As I switch on the geyser, my roommate gets into the bathroom, annoying me limitless.

 
9:05 – Walking to my workplace inside the office campus. I walk with a stiff step and a determined face only to arrive at the library already drenched in sweat. 

9:20 – I wave at the librarian, getting my earphones and notes from the bag. On my way to the interior of the library I come across the paper stand. I pick up The Hindu paper to read the headlines and then switch it with The Times of India. And then there is this moment of anxiousness. However this moment in my day, is the only moment I look forward to. I walk up confidently to occupy the seat next to this pretty girl though the whole hall is empty. She might realize it as she looks at me with a puzzled/angry look. I switch on to local radio and make an effort to read from my book. 

12:00 – I close my book and get my phone and switch on the data. I check my mails and Gmail and Facebook all at once. I’m already drained of enthusiasm and am ready to get out for lunch. 

12:30 – Get a call from my friend and we assemble at the food court. I look at my box and I’m disappointed with the same curry and lentils. I get the lime juice to help me swallow the hard food. 

13:30 – I’m in the library again and the pretty girl has left for lunch. I don’t know whether she’ll return  or not. Though I haven’t seen her after lunch ever, I’m hopeful. I unlock my phone and go through the debate/physics videos. I’m bored again. But I continue nonetheless. 

16:30 – I leave for tea, food court again. I order the same tea with 2 cookies. I sip on my tea. I have chosen a secluded corner with much precision so that I can observe the crowd but no one would try to barge into my space. 

17:30 – The guys play bowl while I stay behind smiling and cheering like a useless. I don’t wish to stay there but I have to clock the required 9.15 hours daily. 

18:30 – I swipe out and am on my walk to my hostel. I walk slow, breathing in the fresh air. I get to my hostel and wash my box. This is entertaining.

20:00 – I’m one of the earliest for dinner. I sit at my regular place and fill my plate with whatever I can eat. I realize I like food but I’m not greedy. A tall dusky girl enters and we share a quick glance. She’s tall and good looking. However I don’t like her as much as I like the girl from library. 

21:00 – I get into science and debates again and watch the videos on YouTube for two hours while killing a couple of mosquitoes with bare hands. 

23:15 – I switch off the lights which my roommate unwittingly hasn’t switched off but is happy to doze off. I try to sleep but it doesn’t happen. I wonder how I’ll spend my next day. 

NEXT DAY – – 

6:15 – Alarm rings.
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The girl from the library is my bright red. She’s the color in my otherwise black and white day. Monotony has hurt a many and it ain’t sparing me either. 
But. 

I still look forward to tomorrow. Maybe I’ll mix match my clothes. Maybe I’ll eat something new. Maybe I’ll read something new or watch something new. Maybe tomorrow I’ll talk to the girl. Maybe she’ll smile at me. Maybe I’ll write something. Maybe I’ll be happy. Maybe. 

• Life bears down on you to hope. To find solace in hope. And we cling to it with our strenths. We hope for a life. The circle of happiness and sadness is unbreakable. It’s malleable though, if you are smart enough to cheat. Life is monotonous, you’re not.