The day I landed, challenges were dancing in front of me. Challenges can dance one after the other and easier to watch and tackle. But they all danced together and had to be taken care of simultaneously. Challenges in the form of
- Maid
- Kids
- Sister
- Husband
- Home
- Household
- Self.
The day I landed , the most important person of the household in the form of maid, told me that she is going to stop from today onwards. OOOOOHHHH my!!! I need to do all the work!!!! Called up my mom and shared my feelings. Mom told me to make use of the teen age kids, who should learn the responsibilitly. Oh... ok.. I thought, there is one more way of mitigating this issue. Ok.. I started to depute the work to my teenagers..Hey you must do this and you must do these... What a kind of response I got. No one on this earth would believe that. My 13 year old teen said...mom...dont worry ..i will do it in another 2 minutes and continued watching 'Hanna Montannah' and I could hear the giggles and laughters for the next 30 mts. Nothing moved in the house. No one did what ever I asked for. I called up my teen again.........and she said oh..yeah mom..i do remember...dont worry i will do it........ How to Be positive and How to behave negative... we can learn from her. Ok..I started to do the chores I assigned her. To my surprise, i did not get any feelings from her, though I finished the work and she did not had a pinch of guilty feelings and the next serial in the tv started and the giggling continued......... . Ok. My next 'asthram' started.. Ok...dear if you are not doing this work i will not give you tv or internet. She told ok..Ok... I will do it. The next minute i saw her lying in her bed with a story book. She told that she will do it...BUT WHEN???? Even GOD will not know about it.
Ok..all the house hold chores starting from cooking, cleaning the house, brooming, mopping, washing the dishes, drying the clothes, folding them in the evening, cleaning the sink, cleaning the toilets, bathrooms.....ohhhhhhhhh the chores continues.... and no one seems to bother except me and the one and only 'ME' had to do all the maid jobs, go to office also at right time?!!!?
The next challenge, sister is not feeling well and thought of taking care of her and brought her with me. In the chaos of my, no maid syndrome, she ran away to her house saying, all her illness has gone after seeing me in these troubles.
The next challenge, small cyst removal in the shoulder 2 months before, bloated for some reason and broke with lots of puss and had to be attended by the doctor after 2 hours of waiting at his door step.
The next challenge, after a month visit, no grocery at home. Husband says,,'order through phone know' and he ran away to office. Ok..take the phone and order..Half the item were not delivered and half had some kind of insect issues, had to be returned.......Ok..run directly to grocery , vegetable, fruit shops, get stuff for home. Come back home with all the bags in hand. Teen daughter opens and go backs to giggle with Hanna montannah...Hey..could you please help me arranging these things? I ask...She says 2 minutes mom.....hmmm... by now you should be knowing the meaning of 2 minutes...... .OK.. i started to arrange the stuff i got from the different shops and find the fridge in nasty condition and start to remove them all, clean them and wipe finally and arrange the stuff again...easily 3-4 hours flew on these regard. Still the teen is infront of TV or internet...chatting with the so called 'Friends'
The next challenge in the form of husband..Always in front of the newspaper or the IPL match or Sienfield or some rubbish HBO/AXN movies...Eating with all the junk items beside and making the bedroom as junk room. Again push him away from the bedroom and clean it up. He always says 'dont worry..dear...about all these things.' I will do it...But When .....GOD also will not know... Ok...lie down on the bed and see the fan........Oh..My look at the dust accumulated on the fan. Ok..I tell him...the fan needs to be cleaned.....He says..dear dont worry..i will do it first thing in the morning. Morning comes...newpaper also comes...coffee smell comes..and his fan cleaning urge vanishes with all these.....and I do remember still....Put the stool over the bed...call the teen son.........and he comes and make him to wipe the fan at that instant..Otherwise he will run away by saying 2 minutes....... hmm..what a challenge in life.
Come back from office thinking of Home Sweet Home. Oh my...the home looks like a war fare. Ok...clean up clean up and cleanup. meanwhile cook for the teens and husband. No one wants to ask 'What can I do for you?' At last the wk end comes........and again, look at the house so dusty. Can we clean up? I ask my teen daughter. Oh yeah mom, sure I will help. Saturday morning..no sign of people around the living room..sleep sleep sleep....hmm...hey can we clean up the living room. clean up the almirah with dolls. no sign ....ok..let me do it. look at the dust at the windows...ok..let me clean up.. Look at the unnecessary things on the sofa..ok..let me clean up. If I dont do this also, no one cares and no one bothers to do it..........
Teen daughter is not eating properly. How to make her eat? Call her to eat... mom 2 minutes... The milk still sitting on the table waiting for her. Have you eaten your idlies...oh yeah..she says and continues with her friend over the phone...but to my surprise, for some reason, the idlies will be eating the dustbin after a while......... Hey why are you lying? she says oh..mom that fell down and I had to throw it. what a kind of lie? She becomes ill and calls me in the middle of the meeting, mom I have severe head ache and I cant tolerate. I ping my husband, (by thinking he may take up the responsibility of taking her to hospital)..and he says, hey why dont you take her to Agarwal? Agarwal for a small head ache??? i get puzzled and book an appointment with local Dr.Mahendar, wait at his door step for 2 hours, get her checked, go to pharmacy, get the medicines, reach home and by then the time would be 8.30...what can we eat??? The ill daughter would say...pizzaaaaaaaaaaaaaa; hey all of you eat dosa what else. i can server after that time...
One day with lots of PMT, started to yell at everyone at home. Why should I do everything and no one wants to share..blah blah..blah........... Husband for some reason, disappeared from home and brought me another challenge in the name of dishwasher. Hey..you dont have to worry. just load all the dishes, it will do for you, he vanished out of my sight,,,but none of the dirts from the dishes vanished from the dishes.......... IFB sells dishwashers without the avaiblability of the required detergents for the dishwashers...... So i poured the washing liquid and when I opened the dishwasher, it looked as if it took a nice soappy frothy bath in the bath tub. hmm...took away all the dishes, re cleaned it in hands and arranged them in the kitchen...To mitigate one challenge another challenge is sitting in my balcony now.
I have pointed out all the risks of being a working woman , who wants to act as an house wife. By reading this, if any woman wishes to go to work or any woman who is working wants to be a house wife...please think twice.
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