The Weekend
Monday morning. I reach office with swollen eyes and hell bad body pain.. yet with every muscle move I remembered what a crazy weekend it had been. It's kinda ritual in the office that everyone asks you about how your weekend was and I was just waiting for that one person to ask me how was mine. Friday. I was shaken up at 3 in the morning by my roommate. Startled I got up. I had just slept. She asked" Rishikesh chalogi ?" "Hell yes!" I said. I never say "No" to going out, even when you wake me up from my slumber. I quickly packed everything that I could get my hands on. The plan was to leave the next day at 12 in the night.. 'Oh What would I do till then?' I hate to waste my weekend. So I decided to join my friends partying at Cyber. We had fun and I forgot about the time. Just then I received a call from my roomie and she shrieked over the phone.. such an angry sikhni that she is..I love her when she displays her fluency over all the punja