AM to PM

Trin-Trin-Trin……………, aaaaaon, it was 0530 alarm I set yester-night which was just not allowing me to be in peace of my sleeps. I snooze it for 5 minutes, and went once again back to the dreamy world. After 5 minutes, cycle repeated and I unwontedly yawned a bit, got off my bed move straight to my bathroom. I stood in front of the wash basin mirror, looked myself, I pitied over myself, and said to me “Lalit don’t do it today, lets skip tomorrow definitely”. But the person from the mirror was just smiling at me, questioning my dedication, I felt shamed by him, and with the heavy heart brought my hand under the tap. “SHOCK” I felt and I uttered all of a sudden the coldness of water had just wiped off the traces of any sleepiness I was undergoing just a few minutes back. By then, I made myself in the dilemma of hanging in the air, neither could I bring my hands under the tap for the coldness of water, nor could I go back to my bed. I courageously took the toothpaste, turned on the geyser let the water warm up for me and when finished with the brush I waited there for the water to get warm enough to gulp it into my mouth. That’s how the teeth have been taken care off. Soon after, I took off my clothes and slip under the shower. The warm water, falling on my head was just it need, and through my soul I wanted to be there under it throughout the day. But I have to move on, move on to what I woke for. I put on the fresh track suit, took my bag and came out of the home. It was 0600 hrs, the darkness of the dawn was still there, the stars were still visible. I cursed myself, what a life, “I am running to earn my meal in the night itself”. By the time, since I had reached to my parking, I kicked my bike, geared up, and sped to the most I can. Till the point I was riding under shed, it was OK, but soon I hit the road, I came to know how cold even the summer is in the early morning hours. Hands were trembling to grip the throttle, legs were shaking, breaths soaring high, the cold breeze was just entering into me from anywhere it could. I was feeling the distance and the time passing by, the coldness is just which I can’t ignore.
Finally, I reached to what I had started for, the playground of a school, called Sevasadan Public school, I took off my jacket, started of the very first few steps of jogging, now I was getting accustomed to the environment around track. With each step I was feeling more warmth, and the more brightness caused by the rising sun. After 10 rounds of circling around the track, and a few warming stretches and exercises, the real drama started. Actually I woke up for a boxing practice match.
I had to bandage my both the palms, wrists and fingers tightly enough so that no muscle wear and tear can happen in my arms. Later I put on the Boxing globs, to get ready for a round of fight. A fight with someone whom I a few moments back was thinking as of my friend. A fight with the fear within me of getting hurt. A unique way to start the day – blows on the nose, hits on the temple, hooks on the chin, and pain in the chest. I also had a fair chances of hitting my opponent, and the every shot I hit, I always took the full power behind it. I was just enjoying the moment, no matter how much pain I was getting in reward, but there was full joy. I was not able to think anything, but to hit my friend who was my enemy for the time being. After all, it is the friend or lovable who only can become the figure of hate or enmity; nobody hates a stranger.
By the way, I got several of the hits, and consequences-I got 2-3 scratches around my right eye. The scratches were itching, but what could I do I had to move to my office with the bruises shining on my face. To be continued….