Rush Hour

                    I guess everyone must be knowing Jackie Chan and his heroic Kung-Fu fights and stunts.Well,i was an ardent fan of his once and still am[Just with the depth of obssession decreased over the period of years] and having a record[which i consider to be] of watching one of his famous movies "Shanghai Noon" for nearly more than 25 times. I just watched the movie a month back and found it to be as hilarious and entertaining as i did some 7yrs back,the first time i watched it.I also developed a liking for his cartoon,"Jackie Chan Adventures" with the amusing characters including his Uncle and niece,Jade.

                   As i look back at his set of movies,"Rush Hour" comes to my mind.Well...the thing is another version of "Rush Hour" is played in "12,A.Colony West,R.V.Puram.Ngl-1".

                  Cutting short of all the suspense..i mean to say that the term "Rush Hour" directly implements "the time i get ready to college". Yes,it is a "Rush Hour" to me or should i rather be using the term,"Rush Minutes"........

                             Below is My Morning Routine for most of the Weekdays:

                  My "Main Hoon Don" alarm ringtone rings at it's highest volume,blaring into my ears and awakening my senses.I open my eyelids with difficulty and reach out to my mobile and look at the time trying to focus my mind."Bahh...it's only 6...lemme sleep for another 5mts" i say to myself while setting my alarm at "6:05" again and close my eyes intending to "sleep" for that precious "5mts"....It rings again and precisely at the same time my mom rings the bell in my room,"Buzz,Buzz".I wake up with a start and jump off the bed like a Ninja and shout at the top of my voice,"I got up!!Am Coming!!!"

                  I get my steaming,hot mug of Green Label filter coffee...slowly,deliberately taking in each sip and letting it roll into my tongue and slide down my throat,relishing it's rich taste with contentment as i sit down to do my last-minute work for college.My College commences at 8:30 AM.My parents go to work and have to get ready around the same time.The usual time Appa wants to reach his school is at 8 or 8:10 and not later than that and so as i go to college with my dad in the car even i have to get ready by the same time[I don't mind going to college at 8:25 or 8:29 A.M :P].

And this is when the "Rush Hour" starts.........[Timings can vary]

7:30 A.M:I am about to finish all my homework for that day...scribbling faster than ever into my note in an attempt to finish it.

7:35 A.M:I complete my work and put down my books....."Achuu!! Haven't u gone for ur bath yet?" my mom shouts...."Am going,ma!" i shout back and rush to my bathroom.

7:40 A.M:I take a "Kaaka-Kuli" and jump out of my bathroom.

7:45 A.M:I dress up...in my uniform which is pants,a shirt and a sleeveless coat.And search frantically among the heap of clothes which is sometimes strewn on the extra bed in an attempt to find my socks,belt and specs.

7:50 A.M:I rush out of my room and head towards the computer room,where my books lie.I grab them and run down the stairs with my hands holding the load of my engineering books etc or usually button up my coat[in order to save the time :P] and almost jump down the last few steps in the stairs.

7:50-7:55 A.M:I head towards Thatha's room,snatch my ID-card n watch and run to my mom[while combing my hair] to make her plait my hair[Yes,i mostly plait my hair as it gets unbearably tangled at the end of the day]

Amma holds her angry,hurried and impatient expression mumbling away saying that its getting late. I wait impatiently as she ties my hair and jump off the sofa as soon as she's done.....Appa gets ready by this time[Even after getting glued to the Newspaper in the morning] and has his breakfast.My eyes dart swiftly to the clock in the hall......

 Amma's auto arrives and she leaves to work.She usually never makes him wait[stands near the gate waiting for her auto]

7:55-8 A.M:I wash my hands,and devour my 1or 2 idlis swallowing it with haste,gulp my mug of milk and down a glass of water.[If i really get late,i do these while standing] & run to wash my hands........

8 A.M: I take a last look at the mirror,patting some more face-powder onto my face and apply a dash of my "Estee Lauder" neutral shade pink lipstick......

I hear Appa putting on his shoes and opening the grill and i say to myself "Oh God..fast fast..make it fast".....

I grab my books and stuff them into my bag,thinking of the day's time-table......and close my bag........

I hear Appa open the gate.....and reverse the car.......

"Dammit.....fast fast......." i breathe......

I literally whoosh towards the Pooja room,and the portraits of Annai,Aurobindho,Amritha amma and my deceased Grandparents and have a quick prayer...........

I hear Appa honking..............

I hurry to close the door,the grill and the gate...put the keys in my pocket and walk towards the car with my bag dangling behind me.......

I open the door and sit in  the passenger seat...Appa glares at me,impatiently tapping his fingers on the steering wheel and i tell him "Start pa,start" grinning,and let out a deep sigh of relief...........


And thus.....the "Rush Hour" ends for the day......................