Around the world

I am going through my credit card statement that has arrived for the month. I cannot remember all my expenses, so this is quite useful at helping me remember them (and pay up, amicably, before the due date). I pour myself a bowl of milk and I look for the cornflakes. But I can’t seem to find them. I keep looking. And it’s a bit strange (and entirely pointless), but let me tell you what comes to my mind at this moment. I think of what must be going on around the world in these few minutes that I am searching for my cornflakes.

A tram with the tinkling bells, somewhere, would have set out cutting through the city’s early morning mist, and the quietness. Somewhere else, a couple would have finished supper, and sitting by the fireplace, would be talking about putting out the Christmas lights on the outside of the house. People would have woken up, at another place, with dreams stills smeared on their eyes, and layers of snow on their doorstep. At yet another place, individuals must be hastening to work, boarding the trains and the buses, with their backpacks, and music plugged in their ears. Flocks of birds would be flying however many miles to reach their wintering sites. Travelers would be trotting around the world climbing mountains, camping on an island, or visiting a museum or a monument.  It must be the breakfast news on the BBC in one city. In another city, Carrefour would be filling shelves by the night. KFC’s must be opening or shutting down in different corners of the planet. FedEx would be handing over countless packages around the world. Hundreds of airplanes must be in the sky, flying across continents.  A restaurant must be taking the last orders, somewhere. A congregation would be offering a noon prayer at a countryside chapel, somewhere else. And still somewhere else, a mall would be bustling with morning shoppers and children playing on the bouncy castle. And I finally find them (the cornflakes- well done for paying attention), or this probably could go on.

You must be thinking what is it with a person who cannot remember his expenses, or find his cornflakes, and pointlessly wonders? There are days like this when it takes me a few long hours to completely wake up, after having impulsively got out of bed!