A monday that would never be

The darkened room was lit only by the flicker of the TV screen. i sat there stoned, staring at the current affairs program that was nothing but an hour-long verbal abuse session between two politicians of opposite school of thoughts.

This all irritated me, and what irritated me the most was the clock on just below the continuous ticker on the channel. Somehow, I had started to believe that the clock was put there just to mock me, remind me that sunday night is coming to an end and in 10 minutes Monday will begin… and with it will begin the arduous routine of work.

As the midnight news started, a gunshot was heard.

Up till my last breath, I never managed to figure out why I hated Monday. But one thing was sure, There will not be a Monday in my life… ever!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, Any resemblance to any person living or dead is absolutely coincidental.

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