I felt bored, again.
I switched on the
computer, typed some words on Google search and a deadly headline flashed
across: “Study proves boredom can lead to death.”
As reported in the
Wall Street Journal, “Researchers have discovered that boredom can be fatal.
Boredom has serious consequences for health and productivity,” the report
mentioned.
Scared, I shut the
computer.
The only way to beat
boredom is to be active, I told myself.
First, I needed
coffee.
I lit up the gas stove
and mounted a milk pot. My mobile buzzed.
“Would you like to
upgrade your bank facilities?” a sweet voice posed an unexciting question.
“No.”
She would not leave.
After three minutes, I banged the phone, but the milk had spilled.
What more pleasure
than taking a shower and humming all the way, I told myself.
Hardly had I applied
soap all over, the doorbell rang.
It was the laundry
boy.
The room had become
all wet and I escaped slipping on the floor.
When I was wondering
what next to beat boredom, the phone buzzed again.
This time it was my
wife.
Then began our heated
argument.
Several minutes later,
I realised I had killed boredom, thanks to my wife.