Spiders- those titsy bitsy stupid creatures who live almost every nook and corner of your home- are those creatures which I always wondered why God at all made (if he made them at all). I have a special relation with them. I hate them. Nay!! I am scared of them. I am not scared of anything as much as I am scared of Spiders. And we often come face to face with devastating consequences, usually for the spider. But this time for a change I was at the receiving end. This is the story of my face off with one such nasty creature.
Today morning I went into the bathroom only to find a spider hanging to its web bang in front of me, on the left hand side of the entrance to the bathroom. I stopped. Looked into its eyes (well one of the 8 they've got). It stared back as if mocking me. I was disgusted. I knew if I had to relieve of the pressure nature had created in my belly, I need to get through the door, where the spider waited for me. I decided instantly that it has to be obliterated.
I caught hold of my size 9 chappal. It is flexible and had been with me for two months now. I had full confidence in its (chappal) ability of cruching the spider. There is a famous saying, "what can go wrong, will go wrong, exactly when you don't want it to go wrong". The above saying came to life today, with me.
I could have easily and softly patted on the spider with the chappal and it would have been crushed beyond recognition. But I had decided to show it the strength of my arms. So I picked up the chappal and hit the spider with such ferocity that the web it was hanging to vanished, the cemented part of the wall it was hanging to and which had developed flakes due to water seepage came crashing down and the floor became dirty, the chappal fell from my hand and I myself jumped out in joy only to find the spider crawling towards the kitchen area.
"What the hell!!!! How did it escape???!!!", ran through my head with my heart rate rising.
I decided that it was not to be. This time I decided to use the chappal as a missile. What a mistake was that!!!!
I hurled the chappal towards the fleeing spider only to see to my horror that the chappal instead of hitting the spider actually bounced off the floor and hit the tray which mom had kept nearby on which were kept three cups and a few un eaten biscuits.
Two cups cranked and their pieces were there all over the floor. with my chappal sitting at their place on the tray. Just then, my bad luck, mom came downstairs and seeing all this started scolding me for behaving like a kid. But my eyes and brain was still searching for that spider. Couldn't see it go anywhere.
Mom and my wife started to clean the mess due tome stupidity. And I went back into the bathroom wondering where the spider may have gone.
Once inside I started taking bath when I saw something through the corner of my eyes. Startled I put on the specs only to the the same titsy bitsy spider crawling up the wall towards the roof.
It stopped for a moment and may be, laughed at me.
I came out of the bath room to be greeted by my mom and wife both saying what a brave heart I am.
Now that is what i call an Irony of Life.
Today morning I went into the bathroom only to find a spider hanging to its web bang in front of me, on the left hand side of the entrance to the bathroom. I stopped. Looked into its eyes (well one of the 8 they've got). It stared back as if mocking me. I was disgusted. I knew if I had to relieve of the pressure nature had created in my belly, I need to get through the door, where the spider waited for me. I decided instantly that it has to be obliterated.
I caught hold of my size 9 chappal. It is flexible and had been with me for two months now. I had full confidence in its (chappal) ability of cruching the spider. There is a famous saying, "what can go wrong, will go wrong, exactly when you don't want it to go wrong". The above saying came to life today, with me.
I could have easily and softly patted on the spider with the chappal and it would have been crushed beyond recognition. But I had decided to show it the strength of my arms. So I picked up the chappal and hit the spider with such ferocity that the web it was hanging to vanished, the cemented part of the wall it was hanging to and which had developed flakes due to water seepage came crashing down and the floor became dirty, the chappal fell from my hand and I myself jumped out in joy only to find the spider crawling towards the kitchen area.
"What the hell!!!! How did it escape???!!!", ran through my head with my heart rate rising.
I decided that it was not to be. This time I decided to use the chappal as a missile. What a mistake was that!!!!
I hurled the chappal towards the fleeing spider only to see to my horror that the chappal instead of hitting the spider actually bounced off the floor and hit the tray which mom had kept nearby on which were kept three cups and a few un eaten biscuits.
Two cups cranked and their pieces were there all over the floor. with my chappal sitting at their place on the tray. Just then, my bad luck, mom came downstairs and seeing all this started scolding me for behaving like a kid. But my eyes and brain was still searching for that spider. Couldn't see it go anywhere.
Mom and my wife started to clean the mess due tome stupidity. And I went back into the bathroom wondering where the spider may have gone.
Once inside I started taking bath when I saw something through the corner of my eyes. Startled I put on the specs only to the the same titsy bitsy spider crawling up the wall towards the roof.
It stopped for a moment and may be, laughed at me.
I came out of the bath room to be greeted by my mom and wife both saying what a brave heart I am.
Now that is what i call an Irony of Life.
