What a mess!

“Get up!!! Its 8:45 da”. This is the 1st thing I’vebeen hearing in the morning for the past month. (Well, what else do u expect after listening to incoherent chaats the whole night!!?). Anyway, i dont wanna go about on that coz that would require another blog. Comming back to the topic….I wake up @ 8:45 (and 10 seconds) look around until 8:47 (and 8 seconds) rush to those horrid bathrooms and return at about 8:58 (and 45 seconds). Now i try desperately to tame my ruffled hair and rush to our mess (“People who not just cater but care” ). But the problem is they wouldnt “care” to entertain us after 9:02 (and 17 seconds). Anyways most probably i would end up taking the back enterance into the mess. “Konjam seekrama vara mudiyaatha” the mess guy would ask at 9:04 (and 03 seconds). Then i’ve gotta take the supposedly washed plate and decorate it with the bread that is left, butter and the other dish (idly/dosa or the like). I find myself a seat beside my good buddies and as i start eating i pause for a moment (and 10 more seconds) and think-oh no! i forgot to skip the mess food!. By that time the bread in my hands would have crumbled. The only reason i woudnt call the food “s**t” or goarn ” it tastes like s**t! ) is coz we are emphasised to respect every morcel of food. I wonder what kind of respect the cook has for the food. Anyways i would gobble the food as fast as possible and run to get tea before 9:14 (and 35 seconds) else i ll miss it. And while leaving would meet the guy at the counter and order my “GOPI-65″ , ”SILLI SICKEN” or “VEG CHICKEN MASALA” !!!!