ONE DAY WITH MR. CRIBBER

• He is the eternal chronic cribber, found everywhere ... in you and me too. ( Some of my write-ups may make you think I am one.) In some of us, he rears his head sometimes and in some he is there seated on the official throne.
• Here I have personified him as Mr. Cribber.
• He wakes up and curses the fan and some noise that would have woken him up. Next it is the corporation water, it has too much chlorine or none at all. Then the newspaper is always late (his much-haunted read might be Reader's Mail), the children do not listen to him as they have taken after their mother. Coffee is too light with lots of sugar, and if he is making it, no one is coming to get it.
• While shaving, he might curse his father for giving him such a face !
• Mr. Cribber goes to the bank and comments about the Reserve Bank of India, the clerk and everything imaginable. Lots of suggestion as to what should be done.
• In summer he wants winter and in winter he seeks summer.
• Bus service, traffic, price rise, government policies... nothing ever escapes his critical eye.
• He wills upon himself boredom and on others too. If he makes a list of things he liked and those he did not, the former one would be longer.
• If he learns to like everything he sees, maybe he will make his stay on planet Earth pleasant. He thinks he can change the world with his views, but he forgets it is somebody's views and ideas which have made the world what it is.
• If, for one day, he enjoys the bus coming late or the summer heat etc, .... he will not.