Oh My God!!
She opened her eyes, the divine eyes are still red from lack of sleep. It took her some time to come back to senses. She exclaimed: Oh for my sake man!! get a hold of your love life, stop asking me “why me” that too 3 in the morning”
She looked at the to-do list piling up… A pandemic to fix, hunger deaths, global warming, the list goes on and on. Still, this human thinks I am the one in charge of finding his soul mate. I need to pay a visit to this new songwriter who is making everyone look for their soul mate.. urghhhh.
It is a Saturday night, all that weekend vibes, after all those long hours of work she definitely deserved a long slumber. Again she woke up to her communication device going non-stop.. beep beeep beep beep…
What is happening in this world now.. what else can go wrong, aren’t people used to all the bad news I have been sending every month.
“Oh no, it is a Sunday morning. Why can’t you all sleep for a bit longer, ever thought about me? Even before my morning coffee, I am now forced to listen to you all going on and on about your difficulties, your kid not getting that rank in the exam ( not my job, the kid was into Tinder instead of Byju’s app), your neighbour getting a new car when you are stuck with that Maruti. ( go and read that manual I sent you eons ago, it says never desire what belongs to someone else).
What makes you think this is going to be a priority, there is a huge huge backlog. look around you! What needs fixing first?
Then she glanced at that statue in the altar, doesn’t look like her at all. “What is this fashion sense, in which century do you think I am living. So much for my Louis Vitton, Gucci and Dior. Anyway, it is good that they think it is a man, otherwise for every disaster they might have said, “oh it is that time of the month”!