Wednesday, April 13, 2011

The Wrong Side Of The Bed


Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I knew it the moment I brushed my teeth with shaving cream.

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I knew it when I burnt my toast and spilt juice all over my shirt.

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I knew it the moment I stepped into the puddle of mud while running to catch the bus.

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I knew it when I missed that bus.

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I knew it when my boss shouted at me in front of the entire office, yet again, for no evident fault of mine, yet again.

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I knew it when my tie got stuck in the copier machine and I was overlooked, once more, during the employee appraisal.

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I knew it when after working overtime at the office, the elevator got stuck in between floors and I had to wait in the humid, closed shaft for a good half an hour. And the fact that I’m claustrophobic didn’t really help.

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I knew it when I had to walk home hungry and tired because I couldn’t find a ride.

And then I saw her. Standing at the corner of the street, waiting for a cab, she looked divine, almost heavenly. She had the face of an angel and a smile that could make you forget all the pain in the world. She had an enchanting, magnetic persona and I found myself being pulled to her, in a way that I had never felt before. It was magical, surreal and yet I felt like I belonged there. Like every moment in my life before this had come together to culminate into this exquisite moment.

I stood next to her, waiting with her. She turned around and our eyes met for a second. I smiled at her and instinctively she smiled back. It was warm and miraculous – like a ray of sunshine, creeping out from behind the clouds on an otherwise cold and dark rainy day. It seemed the start of something special, something unique and yet something so familiar.

Today I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. And I’m so glad I did.


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