After a rather enjoyable Saturday Which marked the return Of my mother and grandfather After a fortnight's stay in Chennai I was really looking forward To some R&R on "precious" Sunday It started promisingly enough Getting up as late as nine o'clock Enjoying a hot cup of filter coffee Prepared by my dear mother Solving Wordle in three attempts Watching photos and videos of trains Playing my all-time favourite game 'Choices' Enjoying a rather delicious brunch Again prepared by Amma Followed by my customary afternoon siesta Which lasted more than two hours Just as I was beginning to think That I couldn't have asked for a better Sunday I had to begin the rather tedious process Of filing my income tax returns Fortunately, Amma was there to support me And take me through the entire process Which involved numerous calculations Some of which, were more confusing Than even the questions asked in IIT-JEE! After nearly two hours of breaking our heads And cursing the Finance Minister profusely Which, by the way, was entirely my doing The returns were finally filed And the tax duly paid As I heaved a sigh of relief Having gotten a huge monkey off my weary back It dawned on me That tomorrow is Monday And I have to go to office as well Which involves getting up as early as six o'clock Followed by a commute in the dreaded Mumbai local With its super dense crush load And once I reach office I have to share a tiny cabin With my boss and his wife And endure a lecture or two About my recent lack of success at work In this rather claustrophobic setting Oh boy, I'll never get a break, will I?