The sound of laziness (Short Story)

sick man covering face, the sound of laziness
the sound of laziness

“Unni… go get the blankets from the terrace,” said my Mom.

“Me? No… I am busy, mom,” replied I, who was busy browsing internet and listening to latest music on youtube.

How would my mother know about my virtual world? She is a simple Indian housewife who knows only the real world. She spends her whole day doing household chores and prayer. As she is afraid of heights and the narrow staircase in the backyard of our home, she never visits the terrace.

I am not just a famous busy blogger with more than 60 followers. I am also an epitome of how a son should be. I help my mom a lot by eating food. I love my mom so much that I never apply for a job and I rarely go outside. Some days I help my mom to wash clothes by pressing the power button and wash button of a fully automatic washing machine. Mom always thinks I am doing something big on my laptop, like Zuckerberg and Bill Gates. Even my neighbourhood thinks the same. Despite my demolished career, this fake impression about me is a blessing. So my mom rarely calls me for help and calls my dad instead. Yesterday, dad was away from home to attend a marriage.

After getting a big NO from me, my mom resumed her works — cleaning dishes, preparing lunch etc. Both of us forgot about the blankets on the terrace.

It was night and I turned on the fan, I turned off the lights and went to bed.

“What a beautiful repetitive boring day,” I thought.
At midnight, mosquitoes, the flying vampires, arrived and interrupted my sleep. My hands began to search for a blanket— the shield that protects me from such attacks. It was then I realised that the blankets are on the terrace.

Like a blind man on a battlefield, I clapped my hands in the air, in the dark room. I may have killed a few mosquitoes, who knows. Again I am back to sleep mode. Ahh… finally, a good night sleep.

Yay… I woke up this morning, which I have been successfully doing since 1992.

“Oh wow! It is raining in the morning,” I thought.

I checked for my glasses which is always found on the edge of my bed. But my hand felt weak and I am not feeling well. I was shivering like I had ice bucket challenge. I understood that I have cold and fever because I didn’t cover myself with a blanket last night. Now I pay the price for my laziness.

“Haaachu… Haachuuu…” the sound of my non-stop sneezing reached everywhere.

“Ha ha ha…” chuckled mom and dad, and said, “That is the sound of laziness.”(and they came to my room and covered me with their old blankets).

—- The end —-

By Unni Babu

Hi, I am Unni Babu. I am an artist,programmer(game developer+web developer). In short, i am Jack of all trades,master of none :-D For more info, click on my social network profiles listed on the homepage. Thank you so much for visiting my blog.

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  6. Ha ha ha ha what a super cool dude. I love it! I was right to check up on you, and here you are again with a beautiful piece. Well to me you are famous and awesome and I am proud of you Son!! Lol🤣🤣😂 love that part when I call you Son!

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  9. Bwahahaahahaha loved this <3

    “What a beautiful repetitive boring day,” I thought.
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    That is the sound of laziness.
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    Haha ,, way to go ! 🙂 my best wishes 🙂 Unni

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          6. Oh telugu? Am mallu 😀 I will keep writing but oh merciful devasena, pls give me comments/likes in my future posts too

          7. My bad ! By seeing the name I thought you are Telugu
            Neither I am!
            Yeah sure! Why not being your neighbor state 🎁 (Tamilian)
            Hope everything is okay there by now?

          8. No not ok.. doctor said I need more likes and comments to survive 😀 by the by, ur blog is paid one? coz no “wordpress .com” in the end.. wow

          10. Actually my area is baby baahubali on water.. I mean the flood didnt affect my area and my area was above the water level.
            Unakk saukyama? naan vanth periya dhanush/vijay fan

          12. chennai super kings ku periya visil podu (sorry i have only a few tamil words in stock)
            naan thoongalaam.. gudngt madam..
            u tc

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    1. Thank you anamika
      Ya, i write naturally (coz am too illiterate to write like shashi taroor) :-3

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          4. Agar mera laptop work kartha toh easter card banake email kartha 🙁
            Hmmm

          6. Vishu card puraana hei
            Mera instagram profile se download karke diya tha 🙁

            Aur woh children ke saath waala phone se liya tha, edited on inshot app 🙁

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