Saturday morning. 6 am. My cell phone buzzes, waking me from a deep slumber. I put it off with my eyes closed (over the many mornings I have been roused by my alarm clock, I have become an expert at doing so). In no time, I get off of bed.

It is another day, another morning; another weekend morning to be precise. The other day I had resolved to start exercising every morning, beginning from Saturday. 

I go to the bathroom and wash my face. Damn! The water’s really very cold. I go back to my room and start warming up for my exercise regimen. Just as I am beginning to do so, I see an incomplete story (I had been working on it the previous night). I sit down with the intention of completing it.

No sooner have I added three new words, I feel like having some coffee.

I realise nobody else in the house is up yet as it is Saturday. I go to the kitchen and prepare a cup of coffee for myself. I have only just taken a sip of the drink when I see my earphones on the kitchen table.

I must have dropped them there last night for I have no recollection of how they got there. Nevertheless, I am happy to get my earphones back and stow them inside my pocket.

Inside my pocket, my fingers sense the cold hardness of metal. I fish that metal-something out of my pocket and find that it’s a key. It is the key to my private drawer, the key I have been searching for for quite some time now.

I go back to my room and open the drawer. I am opening the drawer after a long time and am excited to see all that’s in there now. There, I see my watch (it was a present that my cousin gifted it to me some time ago); but it has stopped working now. I suppose the battery’s down. No worries, though. I decide on fixing that right away.

I go to the watch makers’ nearby. The store-owner has just opened up for the day and I think it will be better if I go and pick some newspapers up before the watch-remedying commences.

I go to the stationary and buy some newspapers. There, I also see stacks of ‘practical sheets’. Damn! I exclaim. I remember I haven’t even started work on my Botany practicals yet. I buy some drawing sheets and rush back home.

I get inside my room and am gutted when I notice it looks disgusting; plain filthy, to be honest. I think it will be better to clean my room before I start on my homework.

I start cleaning my room. Meanwhile, I realise my cell phone needs charging. I begin searching for my charger. Argh! I can’t find it. Where the hell is it?

After rummaging through piles of paper and a whole load of other stuff, I finally find my charger. It has been lying below my study table all this while, and beside it lies a Rubik’s Cube.

It has been months since I saw the Rubik’s Cube last. It brings a smile to my face. I pick it up and try and get it right. As always, I fail at my attempts at doing so.

All of a sudden, it starts to rain. I remember I’d put my pants up on the terrace to dry. In a hurry, I climb up the stairs, on to the terrace and get to my pants before the rain has had the chance to soak it wet.

For no conceivable reason, I happen to check my pant pockets and find an article I’d written some time ago for a local newspaper. I go back to my room, turn my computer on and it stops raining as suddenly as it had started.

I check my Facebook account. I see my friends’ statuses and one of them reads: “...is taking a shower though it’s raining”.

I comment, “The rain has just stopped”.

Then I realise I too need to take a bath. I haven’t taken a shower since last Saturday.

My cell phone buzzes again. It’s a call from my friend; he says he’s right in front of my house now. He’s been a regular ‘morning walker’ for some time now and has come to ask me to join him. I peer through the window and see him standing in front of my gate. I walk out of my house and shake hands with him. We stroll together for a while.

When I get back home, I find my coffee is cold. I have to prepare another one...

At the end of the day:

I didn’t get any exercise done in the morning.

I didn’t complete the story I’d started last night.

I didn’t have any coffee.

My watch isn’t fixed yet.

I didn’t go through any of the newspapers (in fact, I left them at the stationery).

My Botany practicals aren’t yet complete.

My room is still dirty.

My cell phone battery is still down.

I didn’t take a bath.

Subedi is a +2 graduate from 

St Xavier’s College