Hard days’ work on return home

When you are staying away from home, you think about it at times. When you get back, there’s work waiting for you – specially, if it’s a festive day.

I do have the liberty of waking at my time but this is gravely marred by the ‘to-do’ list for the day, reminded by mum the previous night before retiring to the cozy bed that ensures a prefect sleep.

The ‘to-do’ list for the next day:

1. The red chillies need a hair cut: Not exactly. The stem, I suppose, is the word I’m looking for. The stem needs to be cut off using the scissors. You sit in the chair in the hall staring at the chillies on the table, picking up one-by-one and cut the stem off and drop them into the container. The population of the chillie species, in particular the red type, is so good that you don't want to delve into counting. Completion of the work assigned is the call and a good and clean work ensures accolades from the commanding officer of the kitchen.

2. Shop for groceries and vegetables: “Take the scooter and get the list of items written in the list and listen be careful when you are riding!” List..List...List. One list for vegetables, one list for groceries and another list in the mind - of the things i wanted to do that day but inevitably has to be delayed (which includes watching movies gulping down alco from the bottle). When you get to the destination, you have to wait in a queue to get all the 'listed' items and you hear yourself say "What the f**k?. This is taking so much time." and get back home after 2 hours of standing, like a street lamp pole.

3. Talk to relatives. Go. Visit them: This was in the ‘to-do list. "Aunt and uncle will be disappointed if you don’t talk to them. These kids of modern days. They don’t know how to maintain family relations. God take care of these fools". Yup.Yup. god shall direct me to the path of the wise and i shall enlighten my brain with all the wisdom from the journey and 'grow up'. Its more an obligation shoved than the need or the desire to speak. The tormenting question of 'How would you maintain relations with people?" - related people in particular and the inevitable conclusion drawn from the present behavior of mine - my refusal to speak to relatives and the griping that goes after the talk, makes my brain go berserk.

Work awaits you everywhere. So does the fun that follows it.