Sleep2

For the past two weeks, I have been rudely awakened in the wee hours of the morning by a tiny and yet powerful noise. My bed is placed right next to the window from where the noise comes into my bedroom and it stays to hover around my face and my ears until my unconscious state is rudely interrupted. My usual response is to clap my hands helplessly in the dark and halve with my palm the air around my ears, but that is not enough to make the noise go away. It continues to fly, like a helicopter soaring above a volcano top, and shoots an annoying zzzzzzzzzz sound deep into my poor eardrums. The bane of my sleeping hours -- a mosquito -- just won't leave me in peace! I have a feeling that the same mosquito has been coming to visit me for the past two weeks. Because my room is always mosquito-free both during the day and right before bedtime, so perhaps it has always been that ONE mosquito with a bad habit of turning up at 3 am. The flapping of its wings, worth more decibels than my alarm clock and cellphone alarm combined, has always been enough in itself to suck me out of slumber. Autumn is officially here, but I can't close the windows at night because that would be too uncomfortable as of yet, so yesterday night my tiny little adversary came back again. This time, he wasn't back to simply demonstrate the vibrating effect of his flying skills, but he even bit me on the face! I just wish that his sucking tubes were clogged with more facial oil, than blood!

Nicotine

The cigarette vendor downstairs must be very happy. Sales are rising and it's all because of me.

Look at this one-of-a-kind work of art. It's mine...















But don't try this at home.

Cathy in India

Cathy finally jumped into the blogging world, at http://masala-raga.blogspot.com. Her latest conquest - India.