A Man Called Dawg!

A man comes home at 8:15 pm. Greets his wife and kids. His wife tells him that he needs to go to the market and so he goes. Comes back and its already 9 pm. The family has their dinner together and then he plays with his children for a while. Its 10:30 now and he sends his children to bed. He switches on the TV and watches news. There is a war going on, TV tells him. He watches and says nothing. It now midnight, and he goes to bed. His wife gives him a roundup of today’s events, he listens, says nothing. He sleeps.

He wakes up at 8:30 am from his dreamless stupor. Children already left for school. Takes a bath, eats his breakfast. Wife hands over the electricity bill to him. He notices a 30% increase in it despite severe loadshedding. He puts the bill in his pocket, says nothing and heads towards the office.

It’s now 9:30 am and he is already late for work. His boss calls him into his office and gives him the usual hell. He listens quietly and then goes to his seat. Tea is served and he chats with his colleagues. During the grapevine, he mentions the electricity bill, his colleague tells him that he needs to pray more. “Yeh sub qayamat ki nishaani hai” (the Day of Judgment is upon us), he is informed. He goes back to his seat.

It’s now 11:45 am and he gets a call from the accounts department. Tax slab has been raised, he is informed, and his salary will be taxed accordingly. He grumbles and hangs up the phone. Tax matters confuse him. He goes back to his work.

After the lunch hour his boss for calls him again. Due to the bad economic conditions we have to let your subordinate go, he is notified. He opens his mouth to say something but stops when informed that it’s either him or the subordinate. He goes back and breaks the news to his colleague. Better him than myself; I have a family to support, he thinks and resumes his work.

It’s now evening and he prepares to go home. On his way back he notices two armed men snatching cell from a motorist. He looks and he hurries on. No concern of mine, the government should take care of these goons, he thinks.

He reaches his home and notices a big pile of garbage right next to his door. The government does nothing, he thinks. He opens the door and the clock tells him that its 8:15 pm.