Chapter 1 : My Abnormal life

6:30am 

Alarm buzzes

"Oh... god...where is that annoying thing?" I whined as my alarm buzzes continuously like if it stops it would die. 

I tried to open my eyes but the vision seems blurry... Oh I need to wear my glasses or what do you call it spectacles.... That's boring though.... Anyways I have glasses isn't it cool?

I picked up my glasses from the side table and went to switch off the alarm... which is the most annoying thing for me... I wore my glasses and put them properly on my nose, then took a glance at the time. 

"ohh... no it's 6:30 am and she must be sleeping... god help me today.. " I muttered to myself and ran to my little sister's room. 

"wake up... It's 6:30 ... Mom please wake up" 

Yes you read it right I am here to wake my MOM up from her deep slumber. 

"I am already running late... and Jiya too will be late... If you don't get up to make our breakfast" I whined and tried to break her sleep by shaking her shoulder hastily. 

"oh god... I don't understand why all of you have to go early in the morning only... what is wrong in afternoon.. Can't you go in afternoon? " my mom whined like I am using a lipstick from her favorite collection. 

"mom.... I am not the president so there is nothing I can do about this, alright? and I guess president will also not be able to help you in this... So get up now... And wake up Jiya also... I am going to get ready now "

I told her and she left her bed showing me her grumpy face. 

After 30 mins

7:00am

I am all ready for my job no. one and going to the dining area for my breakfast. 

"Good morning principessa"

"Good morning dad... well what language it is this time?"I asked him unable to understand what he called me. He is the owner of Destination travel agency and is very fond of learning different languages... or words atleast...from his clients. 

"it's Italian... And principessa means princess, dear" my dad told me happily. 

"ohh... sounds good"

"I know and here is your tea... and breakfast will be served by your mother...shortly" my dad informed me. 

Okay...okay I know that I have a wierd family... especially not like a indian one but what can I say.... anyways, myself Drishti Sharma, I am 25 year old. I have a family in which my mom is not near an early riser..... but she wakes up before my little sis, Jiya. She is 16 year old cutie, we have a relationship like sun and moon..how blissful... isn't it? 

Whatever... Yeah we are enemies with same blood running inside....but we can gang up together if anyone says a word against... Pizza. So don't you dare okay... well let me tell you something about my father, he is a gentleman, like you know he brought tea for me, he does that every morning but he can't cook anything other than tea or coffee.... So this is the reason I was in my sister's room early in the morning... Ohh.. I forgot to tell you my mom sleeps in Jiya's room and my dad in his room... and me of course in my room. 

" here...sandwiches and fruits" my mom came and kept the plate on table for me and dad. 

"where's Jiya?" I asked. 

"she left for her school" mom replied. 

"did she had anything be-"

"yes dear... I gave her milkshake before she left don't worry" my dad said before I could complete my sentence. 

"okay.... uh... I m done... I should get going now... "

"okay take care, principessa" my dad said. 

"yeah.... you too take care, dad" I replied and stood up as my mom already left having no interest in our conversation. I sighed... took my helmet and scooty keys and left my home for a long- long day. 

I have two jobs which pay me really well. 

1. At Better half, matrimonial company. I work as a matchmaker there for helping my customers to change their status from single to mingle. 

2. At call centre, from evening to 10:00pm of night. I work there attending calls and helping customers to resolve their problems they face because of their sim cards or their device. 

So basically I have only one motto in my life and that is to exhaust myself so much till night that I can get asleep directly without thinking anything about my parents.