Among other things in life, confronting people who snore in their sleep and getting them to accept it, is most frustrating. Accusations made by entire sleep-deprived households are fiercely denied by the guilty lot, who win in the end, simply due to lack of adequate proof.
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Family functions and get-togethers are fun. All’s well during the day, but come night, everyone’s worried about the sleeping arrangements. There’s always an uncle who’s notorious for his snoring, and everyone wants a bed as far away from him as possible. So you have anxious relatives approaching the lady of the house to put them in another room, even balcony, but nowhere close to Mr. Snore.
When there are few rooms and there is not enough room if you quarantine uncle Snore, the ones who failed to approach the hostess are teamed with him. So in the morning you have this bleary eyed group of people, complaining of lack of sleep, thanks to Mr. Snore and their own negligence. For this bunch, it’s “once bitten, twice shy”. For the next unsuspecting lot, it’s a sleepless night again!
Very soon half the family has lost sleep over the snore.
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Hmm that’s bad, but why doesn’t anyone approach uncle Snore with the problem, and explain the inconvenience he is causing? He might understand and choose a far corner to snore and snooze while the rest of the family sleeps in peace.
Oh we’ve done that. All he ever says is, “Snore? Me? Please! No!”
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Yes Lak, seriously! I came short of writing that in the post!! :-))
"I do agree that the snorers dont make an attempt to admit it, but I guess its too late to ask them to stop snoring now." - Spot On Murali!
This aunt of mine was once so exasperated with my Uncle Snore's constant denial, that she said she'd record his snoring one night and play it to him in the morning!! :-))
This reminds me of the trip that myself, my boss Sam and Ingo (reminds me of the Kannada name for an essential cooking ingredient which is known as "Ingu"), a summer intern from Germany at Ingersoll-Rand, Bangalore went to last summer. We decided to show Ingo the country side of India and what better place than your own village in Chickmagalur. So off we went to Chickmagalur and stopped over for the night at my uncle's place. That is when we discovered what a big snore my boss Sam was!!!! My poor little cousins were so scared that they forced my uncle and aunt to step outside of their bedrooms and see if there was a mad dog growling outside the door!!!! Thankfully, Ingo had got some ear plugs from Germany (I don’t know who had warned him of what?!!!!?) which we used to catch some much required sleep. Come morning, when we asked about his snoring, he not only gladly accepted that he snored, he went on to give a big explanation as to how the sound level of his snoring is affected by the direction in which his face is turned and so on and so forth..... By the end of the trip, Ingo had named Sam as Mr. "Snora" and when he asked him as to how his wife managed to put up with his snoring, Sam replied saying, his wife lives in Mumbai with his children!!!! To that, we said, almost at the same time, "Now that's what we call divine intrevention, Mr. Snora!!!!!”
Hey that's a good one Raghu(It's you only right? Wouldn't have guessed if not for "village in chikmagalur" - Belavadi?? :-)) BTW, sleeping position does affect the volume of the snore, it's worst when you lie on your back; so I read somewhere.
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