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It was the same thing every morning. Jo would slam down the alarm, turn over to the other side and go back to sleep. And invariably, she would curse herself for turning up late for work. Today however, she had a fool-proof plan. What was it?

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monu said…
It was the same thing every morning. Jo would slam down the alarm, turn over to the other side and go back to sleep. And invariably, she would curse herself for turning up late for work.

How she would then wish that there would be no mondays....How she longed to be with him, chatting up nonsense and laughing like a kid at all those nonsensical jokes....If only weekends never ended, she would sigh, as she soon as she got up...

Today however, she had a fool-proof plan. Afterall it was his birthday, wasn't it? And how would she do all that she had planned to do to surprise him, if she got up late???

And so she woke up, Love surging through every cell in her body..
:)
Annon said…
Jo got herself one of Gauri Nanda´s inventions - Clocky, the alarm clock that runs away and hides when you try to slam down on it.

Here is Sepia Mutiny on Clocky:

http://www.sepiamutiny.com/sepia/archives/001247.html

Jo loves her clocky now. Buy yourself a clocky, all you sleepyheads!
A4ISMS said…
It was the same thing every morning. Jo would slam down the alarm, turn over to the other side and go back to sleep. And invariably, she would curse herself for turning up late for work.
Now, that would not do tomorrow. She had to be at the airport at 6.30 to receive the Chinese delegates and take them around to their plant in Jebel Ali. Eureka! She gathered all the books from the cupboard and stacked them, one above the other, Starting with Tuesdays With Morrie and ending with the Complete Works of Shakespeare. The tower of books wobbled as she balanced the timepiece precariously on top. Good, she thought. Now when it rings, I’ll grope around to switch it off and the whole tower will come crashing down on me, waking me well up!
With a contented sigh she drifted off to sleep, not realizing that she had forgotten to set the alarm in the first place.
Shyam said…
Jo was tired of being late for work every morning. Today, however, she had a foolproof plan – one inspired by a Tom & Jerry cartoon. Desperate times called for desperate measures, and she was a brilliant engineer, after all. She spent an hour Sunday evening rigging up an arrangement using a simple pulley system that would result in a small bucket of water, balanced on the mantel over her bed, spilling its contents all over her face at the right moment. (Don’t ask me how she worked it out – I’m no engineer).

Jo was very pleased with herself - for once she would be at work on time, ready for her performance review – as she snuggled down on the sofa to watch an hour of “America’s Next Top Model” on TV before going to bed.

Alas for Jo – she fell asleep right there on the sofa halfway through the programme and didn’t wake up all night.

PS. Her pulley system worked, though. It took Jo the rest of the week to dry out her mattress and bedding.
Caffeinism said…
This time she had a fool proof plan. Inspired from the Tamil song “Sangeetha swarangal". One that her friend forced her to watch and for once she was glad that she did. She decided she would call him up and stay on phone, sweet nothings and all, till it was 5 in the morning...

So she would be sleepy through the day and have huge bill to pay, but what the hell she would at least be not late to work again that one day...
Saumya said…
It was the same thing every morning. Jo would slam down the alarm, turn over to the other side and go back to sleep. Invariably, she would curse herself for turning up late for work. She worked the shift starting at 3 a.m., and every day she was late, she was making somebody else's work day longer.

She had tried telling Jo a hundred times to first nudge her before going back to sleep, but he wouldn't listen. He is like that with alarm clocks, his mother confided in her.

Jo was like that - he had his little quirks that made him lovable. He refused to give up the alarm clock side of the bed either.

Today however, she had a fool-proof plan. He left for work at 9 a.m, and got about at 8:30 a.m. She bought 6 alarm clocks, and set them at various times ranging between 3 a.m and 8:30 a.m.throughout the house to ring at different times. Now, he had to get up to switch off the alarm clocks. She however, relied on none - she set herself a mental alarm, and was up and about on time.

Everytime she visualised another alarm clock setting off, she smiled and everybody wondered about her good mood. Oh....she was a sadist!
Anonymous said…
Jothi was tired of turning up late for work. The singing alarm clock, the soft incense from her appa's pooja room and the warm, glorious smells from her amma's kitchen always made her want to go back to dream land.

Frigging work, frigging maniac of a boss, she muttered under her breath. Not today though. She will not be late today. She had thought about this for a while.

Jo turned around with a satisfied smile and closed her eyes.. how she loved sunday mornings.. sigh..
It was the same thing every morning. Jo would slam down the alarm, turn over to the other side and go back to sleep. Not today. Enough was enough. She laughed. Those moments came rarely. Too rarely, she thought. She smiled again - finally, she was going to do something about it. No more late days.


The old man sipped on his morning coffee and a line in the newspaper caught his eye.

"Sharada?" he called out to his wife.

"Sollunga"

"You remember that girl Jo who used to live down the street? The policeman's daughter? The pretty one who started acting in those TV serials?"

"Yes yes, our Sowmya used to play with her when they were children"

"Well, it says here in today's paper that she shot herself yesterday morning with her father's service revolver."

"Paavam..."
...Not today She had a fool proof plan.

She would tie one end of a huge rope to the clock's second needle and before significant time could pass, she would have to search for a strong unshakable pillar to tie the other end. The idea was simple, if she would stop the needle from rotating, that needle of Time from where everything started, the needle which pierced in to her youth every morning causing her excruciating pain. If she could stop this needle once and for all, all would come to a stand still.

But where would she find that pillar, that remained at rest always. The pillar of Perfect rest with only Ether besides it, the Universe running away from it. Where could she find it...or was there one even?

Her quest began
Jay said…
"Amma, I am sorry for being such a pain. I know I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. More so infront of Shree citthi last week. I promise to learn cooking during the weekends just like you wanted me to. I will even stay at home this Saturday."

With that, Jo's mom woke her up every morning; just like before.
itchingtowrite said…
today she had a fool proof plan with her for not getting late to work. she was not going to office today. she had decided to sleep over this one day and laze at home with husband and kids away on work and school...
version 2-
she had placed the alarm clock far away so that she had to get up to reach it
signedout said…
“Who is the one person who wouldn’t fail me?”

“How about Kicha thatha? He always goes for a walk at 6 in the morning?” Suriya quipped.

“Hmmm. Good idea. Eh, wait. Bad idea. He is a big nyabaga marithi case. He wouldn’t even remember where I live, even if he remembers he has to wake me up.”

“Then how about Lakshmi akka. She can wake you up when she comes to work.”

“I would be surprised if she comes to work before 10. Come on, we should be able to come up with one person in this entire universe who can wake me up.”

“Just think harder. There has to be some one …”

Their thoughts were interrupted by a voice at the door, “Akka, intha maasam paal baaki….”

“KUMAR!” they quipped in chorus.

She went to sleep peacefully that night. She had a fool proof plan for tomorrow.
theanalogkid said…
It was the same thing every morning. Jo would slam down the alarm, turn over to the other side and go back to sleep. And invariably, she would curse herself for turning up late for work. Today however, she had a fool-proof plan.

she kept the alarm in Mo's room with whom she shared the apartment without telling her. she kept a small little note attached to it which said "Mo, i have had enough with this life. am tired being prodded around in this wicked world. i will remember all the fun we had as i go to sleep today. i think its time for me to leave. when you find this note, i will be dead".

her plan had worked.
Divine Ravana said…
It was the same thing every morning. Jo would slam down the alarm, turn over to the other side and go back to sleep. And invariably, she would curse herself for turning up late for work.
Today however, she had a fool-proof plan....
She QUIT!
Sachin R K said…
It was the same thing every morning. Jo would slam down the alarm, turn over to the other side and go back to sleep. And invariably, she would curse herself for turning up late for work. Today however, she had a fool-proof plan. What was it?

She had tuned her tape recorder cum radio cum clock to belt out the latest Himesh Reshammiya hit ( whatever that was ). If this wouldnt have her waking up in horror, nothing would.

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