MY MESSY HAVEN
A COUPLE OF MONTHS BACK, WHEN I
HAD FIRST WALKED INTO MY ROOM, I WAS PLEASENTLY SURPRISED, FOR I HAD EXPECTED A
DARK LITTLE JOINT WITH A PORT HOLE FOR A WINDOW AND JUST ENOUGH ROOM TO
ACCOMMODATE THREE BEDS AND THREE TABLES (NOT ALL AT THE SAME TIME THOUGH), BUT
WHAT LAY IN FRONT OF ME WAS PALATIAL (!!??) IN COMPARISION.
BUT, AS THE SAYING GOES ALL GOOD THINGS MUST COME TO AN END AND SO
DID MY ILLUSION COME TO A SCREECHING HALT. IT TOOK ONLY A FORTNIGHT FOR WHAT I
HAD CALLED “PALATIAL” TO BE MORPHED INTO AN ENLARGED ONYX CAN.
NOW, WHENEVER I WALKED INTO MY ROOM, I TREAD GINGERLY LEST I SHOULD
STEP ON A PILE OF CLOTHES AND BOOKS STREWN ON THE FLOOR OR ACCIDENTLY KICK MY
ALARM CLOCK OUT OF THE WINDOW AND INTO OBLIVION. THE SILVER THOUGH IS THAT I AM
NOW WELL EQUIPPED TO TREAD MY WAY THRU’ ANY LANDMINE INFESTED TERRITORY.
AND EVERY TIME THERE IS VISITING JUNTA IN THE ROOM, THEY HAVE TO BE
CAREFUL BEFORE SITTING ON THE BED FOR THEIR VOLUMINOUS BEHINDS HAVE THE
CAPACITY TO DISINTEGRATE MY CALCI INTO A ZILLION PIECES.
THE PESPICUOUS READERS WOULD PROBABLY HAVE GUESSED BY NOW THAT ALL
EARTHLY POSSESSIONS ARE INEXTRICABLY NESTLED LIKE NEEDLES SOMEWHERE IN THE
HAYSTACK OF A ROOM.
THE NEXT TIME, THE POLICE DECIDE TO FORAY INTO THE JUNGLE TO LOOK
FOR THE BELOVED SANDALWOOD SMUGGLER, THEY MIGHT CHECK OUT MY ROOM FIRST- IT’LL
DEFINITELY OFFER HIM MORE PLACES TO HIDED THAN ANY TYPICAL FOREST. IN FACT THEY
MIGHT EVEN MANAGE TO CLEAN IT UP A BIT- I GAVE UP MONTHS AGO.
--GANDHI