Some days, Nothing seems copacetic.

The phone alarm rings and instead of getting up, I turn the mobile off.

Some days nothing seems fine, the coffee seems bitter and my favourite biscuit box is empty.

Some days nothing seems all right , dogs on the road break my rhythm of running and I happen to bump into all the people I find undesirable.

Some days nothing seems like a breeze, the maid takes an unscheduled off and I am saddled with a lot of domestic chores .

Some days nothing seems like ‘ It’s my day today ‘ , a power failure ensures that I cannot beat my blues with a hot shower .

Some days nothing seems well enough , an unwanted phone call psyches me out.

Some days nothing seems fair enough , my dressing sense seems to have deserted me .

Some days nothing seems adequate ,the newspapers create discontent and discord.

Some days nothing seems in order, the lift is too slow and takes ages to come .

Some days nothing seems to be acceptable, the eggs are overcooked and the rotten fruits seem to be falling down on their own.

Some days nothing seems to be up to the mark , the boss disapproves your expenses voucher and blames you for the fire smouldering at the clients place .

Some days nothing seems to be satisfactory , the house is untidy and you can’t find your car keys.

Some days nothing seems to be working , the weighing machine alarmingly shows an increase of 2 kgs. in your weight .

Some days nothing seems to be passably , the traffic stuck and the incessant honking of vehicles around you .

Some days nothing seems to be satisfactory , you have a lot on your plate and still nowhere to move .

Some days nothing seems to be good, your friends ditch you and your relatives come over .

Sometimes nothing seems to be on, you reach Kayanis ( Its one of the most loved bakery in Pune , but like most Pune shopkeepers, the shop is shut between 1 to 4pm for noon siesta) and the closed board gets slammed on your face .

Some days nothing seems to be satisfactory , you keep loading your Amazon and Myntra shopping carts , but still end up not shopping.

Some days nothing seems to be affirmed, your bank account details are locked and you can’t seem to unlock them .

Some days nothing seems to be adequate, and your inept effort in cooking has disastrous results.

Some days nothing seems to be sufficient , your wardrobe and kitchen drawers seem to be overflowing and teeming with stuff, but still you can’t find anything to wear .

Some days nothing seems to be gratifying , your lunch tastes insipid and bland like warmed cardboard.

Some days nothing seems to be on track, you dial your boyfriend and your husband ends up picking your call.

Some days nothing seems to be your way, you cross the road and the black cat comes under your car.

Some days nothing seems to be normal, and the abnormality of it creates a new normal .

Some days everything seems convoluted, the more you try to doll your hair in a chignon style, the more it seems to get entangled.

Some days nothing seems to be hunky dory, you lose your temper and it seems unpalatable to your family .

Some days nothing seems to be pleasant, and a persona non grata turns up on your door .

Some days nothing seems to be tolerable , the air conditioner temperature is set at 21 , still you are sweating profusely.

Sometimes, some days, nothing seems to be acceptable but then life is not about venting

BUT

Creating something about it.