Endlessly tortured by the thoughts of waking up , I lay in my bed thinking about what the rest of the day is gonna be like . Putting things together , my experiences from all these years I spent on earth , I honestly think nothing would work out if I didn't try .

So I woke up at 7am , celebrating today's holiday and went upstairs to study . For about an hour I studied and was disturbed by the aroma of something special being cooked. So , I got downstairs and checked and check. For the first time that I could remember , my mom was cooking 'BIRIYANI' in our home.🤩🤩

I was so shocked and happy that I helped her do the rest of the cooking. On the first go, she gave me some plain rice and chicken and I had to share it with my brother and I did. Now in between all this, I could see my mom running around the neighborhood and when I went back into the kitchen, there was nothing left.😑 I was so depressed that she gave away all the food and returned with a plate of just biriyani rice. 

Within an hour, she left for work and then I took to taking care of my brother. He wanted me to read him a story that he would never understand and thus really pissed me off that we ended up in a big argument.

Then I studied for long and after my mom came I slept. I downloaded talking Angela from play store and now its there on my mom's phone just to compete with my brother's talking tom.

It was around evening and some kids from our area and my brother went to play. They found kites so they asked me for threads and for some reason I gave it to them and eventually after a long wait of expecting the thread back I gave up on the idea that I might as well get it back.

Sometime later, my brother wanted me to play some game and I lost track of studies and played for another hour . It was then that I realized I was going to fail if I didn't read so I went back to doing my studies. This guy still wanted to play so I delivered the typical Indian family dialogue-"Get your notebook, let me ask you some questions."😎

He ended up writing ‘vagetables’ instead of ‘vegetables’ and I punished him to stand at the corner of the room with his hands between his legs holding his ears. It was fun. HAHA

I had to write this diary entry a day late because consistency is difficult and I'm trying my best.😁