Parle G

I woke up at 7:20 AM. Though a little unusual for me i felt fresh that nippy morning.I had a hot water shower,got dressed. Found a shirt that was reasonably ironed(a tough job with a wardrobe that resembles a laundry bag) , chose earings that would go with it and the same pair of dark blue Levi's. A dash of kohl to highlight my mongoloid eyes. Aromatic sunscreen on my face though it's purpose is served much later in the day. Past 8:00..late for the 7:50 lecture.
From the breadbox i purposely select the last slice of bread,apply butter. Breakfast over i walk out the door and close it behind me as quietly as possible so that my roomies are not disturbed.
Everyday walking out of the door becomes a routine but one knows not what the day holds for us.
I walk out of the building. The smell of smoke feels warm in the winter morning. I cross the black marble pillar of BritishLibrary, check my profile and walk on. By this time the sun is out and silently kisses my right cheek.
Then I see him there..a few paces ahead of me,exuding such confidence almost overshadows his size!I knew he would wait for me.I approached him and touched him. He looked up with his keen eyes. I was relieved when he showed signs of recognition.After a few special moments with him i carry on towards my college.
One last glance towards him and he is wagging his tail joyously. I dust off the remains of the Parle-G biscuits from my cardigan.
I am late for class as usual.