The Brazilian instructor Toni was finally backed in India early this morning about 2am. I heard someone was making lots of noises outside in the living room and the kitchen while I was sleeping. Heard lots about him when he was away for holidays, back in his home country. Not so much of good things about his personality. Knowing all these somehow made me wondered how would such person look like to behave in such way; and worse, I have to deal with him for next 2 months to come when I’m in India.
Woke up in the morning, someone was knocking my door just right after I finished my morning routine and about to change to go to gym for morning classes. It was the long-heard Toni, standing about 6 inches taller than me, fit and good looking, at the door. He greeted me, asking where was manager, and when he needed to start his first class. Told him about the schedule as what we had planned last week before manager going for his holiday.
I went to the kitchen to prepare my light breakfast. It was in a mess, like a tornado had swept across. Plates were here and there, spoon and forks were everywhere and the floor was dirty; it was cleaned the night before I went to bed. It seem like the stories about this guy is somehow real.
Finished my classes, went back home, opened the fridge to heat up the packed and ready cooked chicken breast meat, and it’s opened. Damn, he ate my food without asking my permission. Where is he from? Didn’t really chat with him for the day as he’s sleeping in his room, that’s opposite to mine, all day, to recover from the jetlag.
Resting at home whole day, doing my work and laundry, preparing for Monday classes; went online, check my mails, and chatted with friends before went to bed.
Another day ahead….
Outside Apartment
The Guard House
The Block I'm Staying now
Inside the Lift. NO No.13
Lounge Area at Block Entrance Lifts are behind the Wall
Apartment's Living Room
Kitchen
My Room, Sharing with Manager in the Meantime
The Attached Bathroom The Wardrobe
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