The Three Mosquitos

"All for One,One for All"... these were the action lines in one of the most famous French Novel- THE THREE MUSKEETERS and last night ..these lines were resonating in my ears with a mix blend of mosquito humming and a shear motive of "Kill Bill Part 3".

Hot,Sticky monsoon nights are a fact of life in campus-- nights when the temperature and humidity are both up. The air is dead. Nothing moves. All the windows in the bedroom are open but everything is so still and lifeless and stuffy it feels like you're trapped, sweltering, in an airless coffin. You lie on top of he sheets and perspire and try to sleep, and can't. Hours pass as you drift in and out of a light, fitful sleep. At some point as you're dozing, perhaps finally tumbling into the deep slumber your exhausted mind and body crave, a sound rises in the darkness, a faint, distant droning sound that at first doesn't quite register on your groggy brain, slowly grows louder. Then suddenly it's right in your ear, buzzing full force, jarring you awake and upright. Cursing, you reel through the darkness for the lamp switch, and your half-blinded eyes search the jarringly illuminated room, and in your mind you hear yourself muttering its name like an oath.

As I have mentioned earlier,it all started with an Open Window through which they planned the guerrilla warfare under the blessing of Che Guevara.As we know,every single human being at his/her own domain(to be more specific..in his/her house) act as Fidel Castro and his 5 feet X 6 feet bedroom is nothing more than a Havana Salsa club...but I never expected,last nite salsa is going to be a full fledge battle dance.

The attack was preplanned and well executed one.The enemy behind the lines were well equppied with Night Vision Goggles,Infra-Red Imagery Systems,Global Positioning System...etc etc and not to forget the extra hi-tech drilling gun, a gun which penetrates and sucks ur blood as a part of their rendezvous.

Bush was quiet right about Homeland Security and his experience with Congress is a good case-study which I am definately considering to incorporate these policies within my own security sphere-will include storing WMDs like Mortein and Tortoise. Let's Hope CIA is not spying on my blog...otherwise I will be on CNN Breaking News for creating a mini-IRAQ and harbouring so called miscreants of various species.

As for myself, fascinated though I am by the prospect of the exercises that occur in Last Nite Terrorist Attack, I remain steadfast in my feelings of revulsion for the buzzing wings of a mosquito. I side with D.H. Lawrence, who described the sound of the mosquito as "a small, high, hateful bugle in my ear." Not yet enlightened enough to truly embrace mosquitoes, I think I'll probably just keep giving them the same old hearty handshake, that artificially friendly, two-handed clasp.

WHITE FLAG!!! I DO SURRENDER!!