Thursday, January 4

A Date

Monday trudged into the pub. Friday was at the bar already (which was altogether appropriate since he was the owner and bartender-in-chief). He greeted her with a cheery wave and a thumbs-up sign. Yikes! Why people would stick their thumb up, she could never understand. Such an unbearably positive gesture. She nudged Tuesday with her shoulder as she settled down next to him. "So how have you been?" he asked. He was the most business-like of the 5 of them. No greeting, no smile, ice-breakers of all sorts were eschewed. She kind of liked that. "The usual" she replied with resigned gloom. Her head was aching, she was completely disoriented, she looked like she had just dragged herself out of bed and stumbled out of her house (which was a very close approximation of what she had done). She looked around at the familiar faces of Wednesday and Thursday. There was some comfort in routine. In an endlessly cheerless life, where every day felt like all the grey in the world had leeched into it, there was something almost pleasant about the daily stop at Friday's (even if the interior was done up in ridiculously cheery colours). Wednesday grinned sympathetically at her. She and Wednesday always got along well. They were shopping buddies, Marvin fans and W could sometimes bring her periliously close to laughing. Often, it was the thought of making it to Wednesday that kept her going, through the daily trials and tribulations she had to face. "A rum and coke as usual?" Wednesday asked her. Monday nodded glumly. Thursday piped up (in his ridiculously young voice), "I've got a new plan. Guys, wanna hear it?" He was the perpetual optimist, always expecting tomorrow to be the day everything would go right. He had an infallbile faith in the miracle that was waiting to happen, just around the corner. Monday shook her head. "Aww, c'mon you could just listen" he complained. Wednesday grinned at her again. Yup, it was almost nice, being right here in this place right at this moment. Monday settled herself down more comfortably. Friends made it all seem better.

Cautionary note (placed strategically at the end of the post): Felt it was about time to write about more serious things. This is to forestall all accusations that my posts are becoming too heavy! Flippancy is for the birds, one feels.

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Classic.

Revealed said...

Hmmph. Classic, he sez. Which could mean absolutely nething. Clever! Suppose this is revenge for the tetanus, mumps, food poisoning and allergy :P.

Anonymous said...

It's a classic. A modern day mesterpiece. Hope this is specific enough for you.

Cloudy said...

Um... this was serious? Beg to differ. Made me smile, it did. :-)

FIRST.

Revealed said...

@kaushik: Awwwww *blushes modestly*
@cloudy: It was completely serious! There's a moral to this story and its a Kafkaesque take on modern life ;)

(if somebody could explain what Kafkaesque really means I would be eternally indebted)

Anonymous said...

Kafkaesque? I felt it was more Orwellian. Heh heh.

Revealed said...

Well, actually I was going for a Sophist's take on Euclidean philosophy with regard to Orwellian politics in a Kafkaesque study. And of course a hat tip to Einsteinian religion. So yeah, I suppose you could say it was Orwellian.

Sunshine said...

2nd. 'Sophist's take'?'Euclidean philosophy'? 'Orwellian politics'? 'Kafkaesque study'? and 'Einsteinian religion'..?! God, my head's spinning. Hearing all this err.. whatever, confirms what I long suspected. I know too little ;-(

When I saw the title, I was expecting a romantic narration of one of your memorable dates :D

Revealed said...

@Sunshine: Hehe. My most memorable dates are the ones that weren't so romantic. Hehe.
And if it makes you feel better, I too suspect that I know wayyyyyy too little. :P

The Man Who Wasnt There said...

hey interesting write up! Though
I beg to differ on the Kafkaesque and Orwellian connotations..:P

Studying or working? If latter you will identify with it with such a profundity that it will make Camus sit right up....

Revealed said...

@t_m_w_w_t: You deny me my Kafkaesque status? Tsk. Don't you see from the heartfelt tone of the post that I'm working :P. Weekly angst :)