The Divine High

The Divine High

There are reasons why  a Sunday is special. Apart from being a no-work day, there are innumerable sentiments associated with it.

Any Sunday would start with the people at home waking up unusually early due to the inertia of the weekdays. One would actually prefer such wake-ups just to enjoy the subtlety of the feeling that there is more time during the weekends.

Tea with Parle-G would be a fantastic combination and every bite when lasted for 3 or more seconds would feel heavenly. The biscuits being too small for an adult-bite, it would really take some practice to munch over the tea-dipped ones and have a ‘divine high’. The thrill one gets when finding the tea-soaked biscuits break into half to hunt the ‘the significant other’ in the cup is a game by itself!

The newspaper would seem unusually entertaining and there would be just too many city events to attend to - blinding the eyes and blanking the mind to plan for one.

The cross-words and Sudoku columns would gain extra importance as they could be clubbed well with the activity of having some more biscuits!

After a morning breakfast of hot idlis and onion sambar, one would be tempted to go back to bed complaining of a well-planned ‘headache’ caused due to stress!

There would be a nap which could not actually be counted as one, but as a sort-of subconscious trance, which is a state in which the mind exactly knows all that is happening around. The cawing of the distant crows, the rush of the overflowing water from the house-motor, the high-pitched film songs on the televisions at the neighborhood, would start to disturb the meditative state. The body would disagree with the mind and then one would be woken-up forced to brush aside the ‘headache’ with heartache!

After multiple cries from the family to get ready to do the grocery shopping for the week, the limbs would try hard to co-operate to start with this huge task! It is required to agree with the point that any amount of grocery shopping would not make the home-makers happy. It is the most demanding task ever!

After lunch, which would be a dish containing at least a pinch of poppy seeds to enhance the Indian flavor, the body would demand some rest. The ‘rest’ would last for a great 10 minutes until the person is required to cater to the ‘wrong number’ phone calls and calling bells from the passers-by who would want help to find the location of a wedding reception hall they are required to head to.

Evening is the time, when the ‘divine high’ is at its peak. Anyone would find oneself in a range of emotions from excitement to deep melancholy, when realized that Sunday has already been spent. It is the exact same feeling when one would feel nostalgia listening to a tune heard during childhood times or the feeling felt when one is parting a dear friend.

Fortunately, it is also the same feeling which makes one realize the true value of a weekend.