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The other
day when I ended up watching “The Avengers”, it struck me. Yaar, I think I too have some super power. ….I have been feeling
different lately….maybe I have some deep shrouded secret power…. And fact be
told, most of the days when I wake up in the morning, I feel like having it in
me. The feeling which I cannot put in words.
Wo kehte hain na “Every living being has got a power
enshrouded deep beneath his soul, he just needs to unleash it and put it to
use”---( most probably said by Morgan
Freeman in some movie). The quote motivated me to search myself inside-out.
But when nothing
significant surfaced after hours of arduous soul searching and day-dreaming I
decided to have lunch and then have a nap (well, to be frank, my naps last for
at least 3 hours, give or take 2 hours, to be honest it is never take). When I
woke up, it hit me. Epiphany!!!. Maybe I am a super sleeper.
I then
recalled from my previous years that yes, even after sleeping for 4-5 hours
during day I could again give an encore as early as 11 pm.Damn, I have done the Herculean
task of sleeping for a whole day, 24 hours. I am capable of falling asleep in
buses, trains sitting as well as standing. Yeah!!, true it is…I have accomplished
the task of taking a nap during a bus journey standing.
So, there I
was happy and glee, done finding my superpower.
But then,
Ironman gets his power from some nuclear device he wears in his chest, Thor is
some God and has his hammer, apna Spiderman
got bitten by some genetically
modified spider,
Batman has his super tech weapons and vehicles and of course his left hand Alfred.
What do I have supporting me, my enabler? It then occurred to me at this point;
maybe it’s the mess food. It is the holy power source which makes me what I am.
After all, I got my power only after entering college, and that’s when mess
food started.
Although the
following quote has nothing to do with the above matter…. Just wanted to end
this post with something strong.
“But with great power comes great
responsibility”.
It actually
has. Some might associate adjectives like lazy and sloth with me, but only I and few like me know the pain of
dealing with “paani nahi aa raha”
statements when I wake up late. But I bear it on me, silently, maybe it’s the
price I need to pay, and I do pay.
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