Three months ago, when my mother wanted to book tickets, she asked me several times " Sandesh, will you stay alone at home for 5 days? Because didi is also going for her college picnic at the same time....???" That time I was so happy and I was very curious to stay alone at home.
I was waiting for that day. And finally I saw that day. Yesterday my parents went to my native place for five days for some religious function. My didi went for her college picnic in the evening and my parents departed at 10 p.m. I was so curious to sleep alone at home, because I had not done that before. For the first time in my life I was going to do that. I was little bit upset because I was not going to meet my parents and my didi for five days. (I am family loving person).
It was the first night that I was going to stay alone. I had gone for a programme in the evening, I returned home at 11.30 p.m. I slept as soon as I returned home. Because, I next day I had to wake up at 5 in the morning to fill water. (In South Mumbai water time is 5 to 6 a.m.). I was afraid of sleeping alone; but I didn't have any other option. Finally I prayed God to save me from ghosts and other evil powers. I got up on time next day and I did my work. Till then everything was fine.
In the evening I was so depressed. Because, I was feeling very lonely. Everyday at 5.30 p.m. my parents return home. I like to talk to people. I can't bare this loneliness. After sometime, my mother called me. I heard her voice and it was like a wonderful moment for me. I wanted to show my mother that I am happy without them; but I am not! At 9 p.m. hunger started fighting with me. I was not understanding what to do. Then I realised that yesterday my mother was telling me that she has kept dosa batter at refrigerator. But, main task was I had to make chutni for dosa.(I don't like to have dosa with tomato sauce).
I searched here and there in kitchen. I found one paper with a heading 'How to make chutni?'. I took it , read everything, took all the ingredients onion, coconut, salt, chilly powder and all. I started making chutny. It was supposed to become light orange colour's chutni; but it became brown. Still I don't know how did it become brown? But the taste was okay. I had my dinner at 9.30p.m. But the taste of that chutni was not like how my mother makes it.
You know what did I remember, we used to write essay in school ''What if your mother goes on strike?''. My mother didn't go on strike, but I realised that she is great because, she manages house as well as her job. Hats off to her!
And one more thing, I realised what my hosteller friends must be thinking about their families, from what condition they must be going. I have sympathy for you my dear friends!! :)
I was waiting for that day. And finally I saw that day. Yesterday my parents went to my native place for five days for some religious function. My didi went for her college picnic in the evening and my parents departed at 10 p.m. I was so curious to sleep alone at home, because I had not done that before. For the first time in my life I was going to do that. I was little bit upset because I was not going to meet my parents and my didi for five days. (I am family loving person).
It was the first night that I was going to stay alone. I had gone for a programme in the evening, I returned home at 11.30 p.m. I slept as soon as I returned home. Because, I next day I had to wake up at 5 in the morning to fill water. (In South Mumbai water time is 5 to 6 a.m.). I was afraid of sleeping alone; but I didn't have any other option. Finally I prayed God to save me from ghosts and other evil powers. I got up on time next day and I did my work. Till then everything was fine.
In the evening I was so depressed. Because, I was feeling very lonely. Everyday at 5.30 p.m. my parents return home. I like to talk to people. I can't bare this loneliness. After sometime, my mother called me. I heard her voice and it was like a wonderful moment for me. I wanted to show my mother that I am happy without them; but I am not! At 9 p.m. hunger started fighting with me. I was not understanding what to do. Then I realised that yesterday my mother was telling me that she has kept dosa batter at refrigerator. But, main task was I had to make chutni for dosa.(I don't like to have dosa with tomato sauce).
I searched here and there in kitchen. I found one paper with a heading 'How to make chutni?'. I took it , read everything, took all the ingredients onion, coconut, salt, chilly powder and all. I started making chutny. It was supposed to become light orange colour's chutni; but it became brown. Still I don't know how did it become brown? But the taste was okay. I had my dinner at 9.30p.m. But the taste of that chutni was not like how my mother makes it.
You know what did I remember, we used to write essay in school ''What if your mother goes on strike?''. My mother didn't go on strike, but I realised that she is great because, she manages house as well as her job. Hats off to her!
And one more thing, I realised what my hosteller friends must be thinking about their families, from what condition they must be going. I have sympathy for you my dear friends!! :)
A real good one Sandy
ReplyDeletei so pictured u saying all this while i was reading!
u r execution might nt be the conventional one bt ur point comes across well
P.s keep writing!!