The tremor

Ummm~ Feeling lethargic I rolled in my hot bed trying to shrug off the drowsiness from my eyes. With great effort I tried to figure out the hands of my table clock and recognizing that familiar angle between them, I turned a little and was about to get up when my mind told me that it is a Sunday. What a superb feeling it was. There was no need to leave that cozy environment. I once again thanked the old Greek philosophers to invent such a great division of the days. Every Sunday is a gift to me. I also thanked the technological advances made by humans, as I cannot find anything snugger than this hot mat. And I thanked my Korean friend to help me with my online transactions for this mat.

Having been thankful to a lot of human and abstract powers of the world, I finally got out of my bed. Not because I had any aversion to enjoy a Sunday morning nap but I had to install Hitman Contracts on my PC. For this game I had spent my precious three Saturday night hours and still I could not run it. Last night I went to bed after 3am but even then I have to get done with this before 11am for there was one wedding ceremony (my first in korea and that too of a korean friend) to attend in the afternoon. I recalled what I had done yester night. I could remember mirc, winiso, daemon tools, alcohol 120% and one site having step-wise-instructions to install this game. Stepwise instructions are very important. I remember once I was cooking Dam Aloo using online instructions and finally I ended up having a Aloo-bharta-curry "without tomotoes" just because of that "smash them properly" line.

Anyway, I strictly followed these step-wise-instructions this time and after spending my most precious two sunday morning hours (which would have helped me to explore some new horizons of my imagination during my comfy nap, lying on this precious gift from another like minded human's fabulous imagination) in front of my PC and finally ending up with lot of installed programmes, Trojans and adwares in the process of searching something I can not mention here and also losing two of my valuable EMPTY disks, I gave up on Hitman. The hands of the clock again had some unwanted angles between them and I decided to get ready for the wedding ceremony as it takes three quarters, at least, of a silent-hour (use a bus in korea and you will come to know about this silence thing) to reach the place.

I started with shaving and needless to say that the moment I entered the washroom the comsoul of Elvis Presley, Eric Clapton, Black Sabbath and Kurt Cobain apprehended me. (Comsoul is a term indigenously developed at the Neungpo apartments, korea and it simply means "the combined soul of", mind it its only one soul but has multiple personality...oops~ that’s the reason I do not watch Hollywood movies). Surprisingly my apartment mate did not make any noise and that means he was awake ^_^ (Don’t ask me, even I do not know this strange phenomenon). Having cleaned myself of some unwanted, God-or-else-biologists know why-always-growing hairs, I decided to trim my odd looking (people say so) arbit-shaped beard.

I was almost finished and was trying to create an optimum temperature of the water to wash my face when the door of my apartment mate’s room opened ajar with a bang and yelling my name aloud he ran out of the apartment. Before I could answer anything, a big gust from the apartment door (our apartment is at the top of the hill) rushed in and started shaking everything in the apartment, even the floor of the toilet. Bewildered, I looked outside the toilet (the door was open all the time) and had a glimpse of my computer shaking violently along with the table. I was about to get angry on my apartment mate’s strange behavior when all of a sudden my mind went blank. I was able to see, feel and listen everything but somehow the mind did not respond. The best way to explain this situation would be to compare my mind with a computer that was "hanged" because a lot of "heavy" information has been provided to the processor simultaneously. But thank God brains do not reboot ^_^. And I realized that the floor couldn’t be shaken by the wind. But till then it was over. My roommate came in and before he says anything I understood that it was a tremor, my first earthquake, which I did not experience at all.