Dhamachokadi - A Chaotic Mind

Friday, March 23, 2007

Day Sleeper

What happens when five bums, roam the streets of Bombay all night and finally get on a local train to reach their respective destinations before day break:
H: Either he got a hen's neck bones transplanted recently or felt too bad about missing the Iron Maiden concert. His head kept jutting out of his neck periodically; so much so, I got scared he might uproot it. Who can sleep with such vigorous physical activity?
L: Arm on knee, whole body weight on it. With half the frequecy of H's head-banging/neck-jutting, his elbow kept buckling: body weight shifting crazily. Thought he would topple any moment. He had a better plan though. Rested his arm on me, and bam, head on my shoulder, all in slumber. Wonder if some xyz, or better still - a lady, was sitting next to him.
P: Redefining 40 winks. He would sleep some, then wake up and look around as if he had been awake all the while, though I am sure he never registered what he saw. Who was that charade for?
B: Just shut his eyes and froze. Boring!
God bless the others for entertaining me. You never know what can humour you.

PS: Day sleeper is a neat song by R.E.M.