"3 Banjaare" on astonishing expedition into Seven Sisters's Land from Bangalore - 11
Day 12 It was a bright late morning in Itanagar(not being an early one supposedly at 6.00 am) as Mrs. Tarzan peeked from one of the windows and did not wish to wake up Mr. Tarzan who was sleeping like a horse over his right arm the whole night. Smiling at him, she started waking up herself and packing up stuffs. An hour later she woke him up with tea prepared in electric kettle; however, only after several trials he was sitting on the bed with closed eyes while stretching his hand out for the cup of tea which she was scared to hand over sensing his state of sleep. Anyways, he could take few sips, open his eyes, get out of the bed gradually, but all of this followed by a yell,”What ? It is already 9. Why din’t you wake me, we are so late.” Seeing all this Mrs. Tarzan was not angry but laughing inside. She knew she had to make choice, either let Mr. Tarzan sleep or to visit places on schedule. Well, she would always prefer best for Mr. Tarzan but would not let any harm in ...