A Day on Earth, After 28 Years!

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The sun is shining,
Straight into my eyes,
Through the transparent window.

Feels like it has been,
A few hours since morning.

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I look at my mobile.

To hell with the North Pole,
The time is 5 AM.

The Sun is smiling,
Wide open,
Showing 32 teeth.

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I close my eyes,
Only to realize,
The sun has arise,
And Time Flies.

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It has been 28 years,
Since my mother’s ears,
First heard my cheers.

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I wait for an hour,
An alarm goes off,
I wait for two more,
Another goes off,
As Usual.

I wake up at eight.

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We start to cook,
Me and my wife.
Referring the book,
The Recipes of Life.

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The first person,
My mom,
Calls me early,
To bless me good luck,
As I near Thirty.

A couple of phone calls,
From my closer family,
Gives a few smiles,
Way too early.

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As I walk into the bathroom,
I hear a loud screech,
A loud siren that I am familiar with,
The fire drills that happen at Office.

The first time, I hear it in my house.

With a little panic,
And a little cloth,
I run out,
To see my wife shocked.

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She is pleading,
That she did nothing.

I turn off the mains.
I turn off the alarms.
I remove the batteries.

The alarm doesn’t stop.

I stop to struggle.
I ask her to google.

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Five minutes are gone.

I am completely sure,
I am going to be fined,
911 charges for bringing,
The Fire Engine along.

I open the door,
I see 6 more families,
In the same corridor,
Staring at two people,
Running across floors.

Checking which one,
Caused the alarm.

I run behind them,
For the next 10 minutes.

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Now, I am out,
Looking at the Fire Engine.

They take 10 minutes,
To confirm there was no fire.

And let me in,
To my house again.

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As I start to drive,
I am already 30 minutes late,
To pick up my carpooler.

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I pick him up,
I am in I-90.

I go into the HOV lane.
I am not tracking my speed.
I see blue and red lights,
In my rearview mirror.
I hear loud sirens.

Oh God ~Again!!!

I stare for the next 10 seconds.

I am asked by my wife,
To give way to the Cops.

I know,
They don’t want the way.
They want me.

I am speeding,
I think.

I check the reading.
It says 64MPH.

It’s a 60 MPH Zone.

I come back to life.

I put my right indicator.

I switch lanes.

The Cops overtake me,
They overtake the car,
In front of me,
Easily at 80 MPH.

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I drop my wife,
In her office.
I drop my car pool rider.
I park my car.
I walk to my office.

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I spend few hours,
Trying to code.

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I have lunch,
I try to code,
I have coffee,
I try to code,
I wait till evening,
I have tried enough.

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All the symptoms,
Indicate, that I spend
A normal f***ing day.

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Its evening time,
I call my wife,
I start the car,
I am On the road,
In the car.

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We reach Northwest Badminton.

Buying a Racquet,
Was not a surprise.

A professional one,
Was a surprise.

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We spend 2 hours,
To learn about racquets,
Finally, make this ours.

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We start driving,
Again.

This time to a temple,
And then to a temple,
And then to another.

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We reach home late night,
And have our dinner,
Lie down and linger,
In a dark room’s deep sleep.

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That was The End,
Of My Colorful Birthday!