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I wake up by 7:00 am every day and after taking a bath I enter the kitchen. The first thing, I do is to boil the milk and prepare tea. While the tea & milk boils up, I finish brooming the house. By the time, I broom our house, tea gets ready and the milk also comes to boil.
As usual, I woke up at 7:00 am, I was brushing my teeth and when I looked in the mirror, there was a horrible & ugly pimple on my left cheek. Urgh! This had to come today only, I have to go to a birthday party tonight and my left profile is best for photographs. After bath, I went to the kitchen, started my routine. As I was finishing brooming, I smelled boiled milk & I ran to the kitchen. It was all down the stove and kitchen platform. I forgot to sim the stove and it was on high flame, so milk was overflown. I hate that smell of boiled milk, I cleaned everything and wasted almost 10 mins. My
husband had a meeting at 8am, so he decided to attend it from home. He came to the kitchen and saw me cleaning up, he preferred to pass the morning without tea because he knew, he will become my target to vent out all the anger. After cleaning up, I prepared breakfast and started with cooking lunch too.
I knew I was late for making lunch, so I was rushing. My knife blade was blunt, and I could not finely chop tomatoes for chole, I have a blade sharpener at home by which I sharpened the blade. And as usual, I was finely chopping tomatoes and got a slit on my thumb.
Tomatoes turned redder with my blood. I was in pain, not because I cut myself, but because those were the last tomatoes in the house and I could not make chole without them! I got a band-aid; my husband saw it. He asked me how it happened, I did not reply and left the room. He decided to order pizza for lunch. I was sad and angry at the same time.
I got my son ready for the school. His school is nearby, so we drop him and pick up from school. My scooty is very old; almost 11 years old now. Due to rains, it refused to start. I tried using a choke and kicking but nothing worked. I was tired and by now super angry, “What is wrong today!!” We were late for school and my son started with tantrums, “Now my best friend will sit with someone else and I will have to eat tiffin alone. All because of you, Mumma.” I was furious at him but did not say anything that could spoil his mood further.
I dropped him and came back home with a long face, my husband was standing with a pizza in the plate. He saw me and hugged me tightly. Everything was forgotten, no pain, no sadness & no anger. The chain of bad luck was broken. We were eating pizza for lunch, we were going to a birthday party in the evening, so no cooking dinner. And my pimple, well that’s what the concealer is for.
Sometimes, a hug is all you need to make feel better. I am lucky that my man knows this and there has been no day that we have not hugged.
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Wow….this is very very well written article.
Thanks a lot Priya
Nicely written Archana. Can relate to this kind of day when nothing seems to go right. Amol and you are both lucky to have found each other. Keep up the good work. Been binge reading your blogs. Keep them coming.
Thanks a lot. I am curious to know who you are…your comment has no name.
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