Mosquito monoply - part II

We all, who were snorting in deep slumber (particularly I ) a while ago, were boggled out of our dreams when yaddu screamed.....I was nearly horrified and stood aghast at the sight of burning mattress on which I was sleeping......it had not caught flames but a large part of it had turned red.....we noticed the mosquito coil adjacent to the burning area and everyone got an illustration of this absolute disorder.......shittttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!..........everyone screamed and scattered ...I jumped away from bed........pankaj rushed to bathroom to get water......yaddu switched off the cooler......while Adil rushed to turn on the lights........no sooner he did so......we found that the room was completely full of fumes and hardly anything was visible.......eyes itched and felt burning sensation because of excess of smoke......I looked at my watch and it was 6 AM in the morning......you know when such incidents happen in a shared room........the most common thing that happens even before rescue is an .argument.......so happened with us.......each one reproved the other......everyone was shouting and coughing....the main concern was: just 1 room to sleep and how to get rid of the smoke that got accumulated.....we opened the windows/doors and stepped out to balconey to breathe some fresh air.....of all, yaddu was most displeased.......he had not had good sleep in recent days because of mosquitoes.....and now this happened......after waiting for nearly half an hour when we moved in, there was still some smoke and burning smell in the room.....since we were drowsy, no body cared and leapt outright on respective beds....

but then, the strange thing I observed after that incident was......there were no mosquitoes in the flat ever since it was full of smoke......

Nearly 2 days before, I had kept a bowl of milk to boil on gas stove......I hope, you know how frustrating it is to stand in front of stove to wait till milk boils......so I thought I would return back after a while to check if it has boiled or not and left the kitchen......usually I am not that stupid to forget such things......but I did forget it this time....... I left-out my best-loved beverage on heat and it kept on turning thicker and thicker.....first it turned into badaam milk......then condensed milk.....then srikhand.....then sort of burnt rabdi... then to some semi solid cream......at a juncture my unattended liquid treasure felt so dejected that it didn't carry on any further....and started to turn into charcoal........still there was no attention by anyone......it transformed into burnt carbon......no one attended it yet.....the carbon left in the process now started reacting with oxygen in the ambience and got converted CO and CO2.....this intentional hara-kiri of my loving health elixir lead to flow of smoke in other rooms/flats/apartments/neighborhood......and we were still unbeknownst of the affair.....there was abundant smoke to comfortably inflate a hot-air balloon......of all, again it was yaddu who smelled this disorder.......(I wonder on his senstitive nose, I doubt, he might have been a dog in his previous incarnation. Don't mind yaddu)......he rushed upfront to the kitchen and again was dumbstruck at the sight of red-hot steel bowl in which, a time, milk was kept to boil......kitchen was full of smoke and fumes.....the outspread burning smell was enough for neighbors to trigger a call to the fire station, although no one did......after all done......we were into same set of arguments, abuses, profanity......but the best thing that happened out of these incidents was.....mosquitoes had inhaled enough smoke/tar/charcoal and were forced to abdicate our room......trust me.....we don't even need to plug-in "All Out" anymore after the above incidents......no matter, how worse things go......there's always something positive to look into..... :-)