The day begins and ends in a four-walled room of mine. It is the place where I spend most of my time. So, I guess it knows me much better than my friends. Its MY ROOM. Well let me give you a clear scenario of my room. Hmm.. my room is a part of the POST GRADUATE block known by the name “Santhi Sadan”. The rooms are divided into suites. And each suite comprises of four rooms, a kitchen and a hall and each are two-bed roomed. And there are only 3 single rooms and the remaining all are two-bed roomed. And there is one TV room also, I guess because I haven’t been there nor have I seen it. Well, I stay in the ground floor and I abide with the room number GS-3D.
The entrance to my suite faces north and mine is the last room but the first to appear from the entrance. My door faces west quite oppositely to the sun-rise. And there is a window also though almost covered with a mosquito net and dust and the small dead insects. Though, my room is for two members, the other bed is still vacant making me the only king of the room. I rule in my kingdom that is precisely my room. About the liking thing, I like my room but I don’t like hostel as I said earlier. My room comprises of two cup-boards for storing the clothes and other essential things. And I use both of them. [ 😛 ]. And two beds, but of different size. I don’t know why are they of different sizes, but I took the bigger one. [ *Wicked smile :P* ].
I filled the remaining emptiness of the room by a Study Table from an adjacent room which was empty; I mean there were no students over there. That was the description of the things residing on the floor. And there seems to be some sort of wrong calculations or may be that they (the hostel authorities) didn’t plan before. I am talking about the Electrical connection setup. I guess by looking at my ceiling and the plastic tubes hanging all around the room that they surely didn’t plan about it before construction. It looks so weird all around in the room hanging, just taking out the inner beauty of my room. And to add to its disgust, the people who resided in this room well before me spoiled the remaining with the stickers, Pokémon tattoos and football league stickers. That just annoys me much more.
After I had thought, I had completely settled in my room, I was relaxing. One day without my knowing there was an Invasion. There was a stream of copper headed tiny insects passing through me. As I was lying on the bed and they were passing through my head, I could see them distinctly and pretty big. I jumped back and came to a sitting position and saw those invaders, the ants. I thought they were only a few. But out of my amazement, there was a rather big stream of invaders. I could not estimate such a thing and that to be so fast. As I had landed in this place just two days earlier. They were enormous in number. I tried to clean off my bed and later after doing so, I drowned into thinking about how they came. The first thing is that I had no eatables and that to be sweet. I thought those were the only few and there would be no more as I had succeeded in wooing them out. So I lay back on my bed and dissolved into sleep. Later about after a hour or so, I found myself scratching the itching part on my hand. I looked at it with blurred eyes and estimated it to be red and the result of scratching. When I woke up completely, I found the ants, the ugly invaders.
But now I didn’t try to clean up my bed. Because by that time I was already late to college. I hurried with my daily work and set off to college. Not to mention, the classes were much more boring.After my retrieval from college, I found my room clean, I mean without much ants to see. But I guess I was wrong. They were resting, I suppose. Resting? They don’t rest, right? Anyhow, they weren’t seen when I entered the room. But later their diplomacy started to rise and tried to drive me impatient. Rather, I was driven impatient. But I preferred them to enjoy their expedition in my room. I found them quivering around everywhere. They didn’t even leave my cup-board. All the clothes and even the books. I failed to understand their prime motive. I still don’t know yet. Their territory wasn’t limited to my room only as I anticipated. The person residing next to my room thought of changing the bed itself to escape the frightful and annoying torture of the copper-headed ants. But, he ended up changing the mattress from my room, instead of the bed. I thought how foolish he was. I think he doesn’t know the thing that ants don’t depend on mattress or the bed. Do they?
“MAY DAY! MAY DAY!”, “I just got the required repellents to drive the ants crazy”, “OVER AND OUT”. The coming day I came equipped to teach those tress-passers a lesson. I succeeded in making so. After implementing my renowned plan, I could see no more ants in my room. I was happy as I finally got rid of them. And I almost forgot about them for almost two months. Until some three days back, when I was again hit by a small ant. This time the number doubles and the invasion areas also increased. They invaded the books, clothes, newspapers, dustbin, my phone and they didn’t even leave my laptop. OH MY GOD! What on earth was happening? And What the hell was the ants idea of taking everything under their custody? No matter what, those ants continue to do their job, and I should be doing mine. Right? My job was unfortunately to drive them out. Hmm !! And I guess this continues.
P.S. :: This post is a random post of one of the daily foes and probably a funny and never-the-less boring one. Anyways thanks for reading. 🙂
