It was 9:30 in the morning. Akankash had just woken up and was now glued to the television, restlessly flipping between Bollywood and Kannada music. This was something of a daily habit - watching music channels after waking up.
Jeevan typically had busy mornings as he would get ready for work. He’d take a bath, shave his beard, iron clothes, polish shoes, organize his bag, pack his lunch, fill his water bottle and so on. As Jeevan would bustle about in activity, Akankash would lie on the sofa with his legs spread in careless abandon. With the remote in his hand he would constantly switch between channels, hunting for loud music on the television. Jeevan found this awful and whole-heartedly disapproved of Akankash’s lifestyle.
He would murmur, “He wakes up when people have already begun w
