For those of you feeling low on a Monday morning, just thought Id share my woes. . . IN APPRECIATION! Grumble, mumble, grumble and then grumble some more. . . The maids again on chhutti, since morning, Im answering the door. Milkman, paperwalla and dhobi, to name just a few, Each time I sit to drink my chai, they arrive, as if on cue! The tasks I see ahead, the list keeps growing longer, Im trying my best to take deep breaths, to control my rising anger. Ill make the beds, then tidy up, next load the machine, I think Milk to boil, fruit to cut, dirty dishes in the sink. The daughters up, baked beans and toast, she wants for breakfast today I use emotion to change her mind and send her on her way. . . Dear husband has left home early, it wasnt even dawn, Meetings to attend, a flight to catch, all in the early morn. One breakfast less, I selfishly think as I sit down to cold chai, Plants to be watered, rooms to be swept, clothes to be hung to dry! So what if the house is a bit dirty, its only for a day I hope the maids back tomorrow, I think, as I silently grumble away. . . Bathrooms to be dried, showers to be wiped, I I like them spic and span, These tasks are not for delicate hands, I think I need a man! Give me something to eat, shouts son, as he awakes from his slumber, Im hanging clothes, I shout back, thats definitely a pain in my lumbar! The land line rings, I look around, oh, wheres that damn cordless? I push some papers, they fall to the ground, oh, no another mess! And isnt that my mobile ringing, somewhere in the room? Dont they know, the maids not there. . . Im busy with the broom. Ironed clothes into the cupboard and shoes into their racks must go Furniture to be dusted, bottles to be filled and Im still answering the door. I find the phone, chat with a friend, to whom I lament long. I smile at the cook, praise her food, she agrees to help along. I guess in our domestic comfort, we often do forget How hard they work to earn their keep, our demands to be met. And yet its only in her absence, my maid I really praise I must remember all this, I think, while negotiating her next raise. And as I sit down to grab a bite, my tired body to rest, I think of how much we take for granted. . . when we really are so blessed!! Amen, Punam
Posted on: Mon, 21 Jul 2014 05:45:30 +0000
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