Dear Monday Morning,
You are one fixation which I don’t welcome, yet you have to come after each Sunday. I have never looked forward to meeting you ever since I left school. I don’t like my phone snoozing as you arrive, I don’t like pulling myself out from my soft warm quilt and push hard to get ready, but you never seem to understand these poor feelings.
I am sure there are many more who don’t welcome you with a smile – yet you have to knock at their door every week without a fail. Don’t you ever feel tired Mean Monday?
It is you who put me in the grumpy mood, I can still bear with your friend Tuesday and like, a little, Wednessday and Thursday. But my best friend is Friday who bring an instant joy with her bright sunny smile and the rest two are my soul sisters. Every Friday I wake up happy and bright get in my casuals and try to run from work as early as I can to enjoy with my best friend and soul sisters. And I start sinking into the blue Sunday evening onwards with the thought that again I have to see your unwanted face in a few hours.
Do you know I keep counting days right from your arrival thinking when I am going to meet Miss Friday? Does it ring any bell in your mind? Why have you never changed when the whole world is busy transforming and evolving? So many of us is always cursing you, but I must agree, you have enormous endurance power to withstand all of them.
Like always I wished last evening that I don’t have to see your grouchy face, but who can stop you, you just have to come uninvited. I can only hope that we get a holiday on Mondays at times… Please God sometimes you can be a little kind to us and bring holidays on Monday and not put the whole lot of leaves/official holidays/national holidays on weekends… please.
On a fateful Monday morning!
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