By Shubhangi Borkar
I woke up to the Twitter of birds on the Oak Tree outside my Window. I couldn't help noticing the cottony Clouds in the Azure blue sky. Had a steaming hot cup of Java to get back the Spring in my step. Took a good look in the mirror and found that my Moustache wasn't as Angular as I wanted it to be. So, I trimmed it to a nice Handlebar shape.
As I leaned closer towards the mirror, winced in pain, realized that the Backbone wasn't as Flexible as it used to be. The wife wanted a Ruby to Strut around in. I thought of gifting it to her in a secure Box. Then, remembered that she needed the attic to be cleaned up. Dropped everything, waved my cleaning tools like a Wizard, Serviced the Webs and headed to my room for some well-deserved Rest. Just the right time for the doorbell to ring, the lazy Tomcat didn't bother to even open its eyes, not as Agile as it used to be. It wasn't even interested in the pet Fish in the Glass bowl. A Fedora arrived in the mail, was expecting a Red Hat though, Christmas gift from my mother in the Serengeti. I noticed that the Postman was wearing mono Chrome. Feeling famished by now, donned the Chef's hat to make some breakfast. I found myself running behind the Quartz Clock, Puppet in the hands of time. By now, it was 9 a.m., feeding time for my exotic pets, the Python and the Asian elephant, Hadoop. One of my neighbors had an even more exotic one, the Gnu. Out in the enclosure, the Mahout was ready with the Bamboo shoots, Hadoop's most favorite food; it was Putty in your hands if you had it. Not now though. The Mahout screamed, "Git out of the way", as the tusker charged full throttle at me. I hauled myself up the Oak Tree, like Jack on the Beanstalk, just in time, to find myself just beside the Python, wrapped around a branch. It slithered powerfully and quickly towards me. No worries, I would show it who Jboss was. Armed with Apples and Blackberries, I pelted it with those to buy me time to make good my escape into the safe haven....Home.
By Shubhangi Borkar
I love the way you have used programming language to portray an ordinary day.. nothing ordinary but exceptional writing using the language you know best!!!
Hi Shubhangi,
Even though the title says an Ordinary day, reading thru it seems the day was full of excitement and a bit scary 😀
I find your writing very precious. You portray your thoughts so easily.
Keep it up.
You are a Lewis Carrol in the making... loved the jabber of the mad hatter.