Just one week for her to come and then I will be the same again.
Yes, mom is coming back from the village. But the moments I captured in these three months and the coming are going to be some of the bestest moments of my life.
Let me start from the very first day she left.
She left at seven, in the morning, and just to make our day comfortable she woke up at four, and prepared breakfast as well as lunch, for all five of us, my johnny, my pet, included. So caring. The rest of the day was easy for me, no work to do but as the sun set down the, my duty started, starting with sweeping the whole house, then to light a wick in front of God. These things I used to do even in her presence, but only when she asked for it, but today, I had to do everything for myself. Then came the real duty, to cook dinner, aahhhh….I tried my best to cook nicely but my very less experience in cooking at last lead to half cooked food. My dad didn’t even eat properly, he just ate two chapattis whereas he eats five, and that was really embarrassing. 😦
The next morning was a really new day for me. I got up right at six-thirty whereas I usually get up at eight or nine during holidays. My sister was still sleeping, her vacations were going on and I didn’t want to ruin it, by asking her to get up, just to help me and anyway…I was more free than her now, I had nothing to do, after 12th, nothing to study, just waiting for result to come and I don’t think that needs any kind of effort, though you need a lot internally, to prepare yourself for the shock!!!Anyway, let’s get back to the work, so I got up and prepared bitter guard juice, which was really boring, for my dad, and then he took Johnny for a walk, by then I cleaned the house and got freshened up and then was the breakfast making time. Relax!!! It was easy I made Maggie, then tea for dad, it was easy again, and of course I knew that. And then he left for his work. The rest of day went on computer except for one time, when I had to get up to prepare lunch for myself, sis and dog, And after having it, took a two hour afternoon nap and the evening was same as the last one except for cooking, today I made cabbage and it was properly cooked and my dad ate nicely too, so I was satisfied. The next days were the same, I tried my best to make something which I knew in the morning better, so I usually made Maggie, sometimes bread omelet, daalfry, etc. and at least the start should be good. And even lunch was fine since cooker had to do all the work. But evenings were really bad, bad because it was very difficult to decide which vegetable to cook, to be afraid whether dad will like it or not, but anyhow I did my job and most of the days I cooked cabbage because I was comfortable with that but on the alternative days we had non veg, as we are not suppose to eat non veg on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, my family members couldn’t escape the dinner from my hand and of course you do need a good food to face tomorrow!!
The next four days were the same but the fifth one was new, from the evening. From the past four days, my dad was cooking chapattis, but they used to be as thick s the thin crust pizza layer, but we didn’t have any other option though, because I didn’t know how to make them and even I had to wait for him to come at 8’ o clock at night and then cook for us. So, I decided to take over that job too. But making the dough was still my sisters department as I was satisfied with her, in fact, she is great at this and I am really bad!! I did the rolling thing today and to be honest, they were better than dad’s, at least thin and comfortable to eat though again not cooked properly. Very soon I learned to make nice chapattis and then it was good for me as well as dad, now he didn’t have to spend 1 hour in the kitchen after the office, bathing in sweat.
In cooking I tried my luck with pizza too, but failed there. With so much excitement and interest I did everything from cutting the crust to serve, finally, when my dad tasted it he complained about the excessive salt…which ruined everything 😦 . I made four and all of them were too salty for him as he is a BP patient. So finally I made chapattis and gave it with morning’s cabbage. It was again a really bad and embarrassing night for me .The next day I decided to make it again. Just for him and this time he and I, both were satisfied.
Then, one day I made egg curry which was really very tasty, my dog himself ate two chapattis and my dad had five. I was so happy. I felt a bit confident about myself in the kitchen nowadays. The next day, my friends were about to come home, so I had to plan for it. And I decided to make pulav with daal and soybean gravy…and guess what happened!!!When I served everything, daal was still hard so I had to make them wait and even soya bean wasn’t cooked nicely…I don’t know what happened to them but for me I got diarrhea.
Then, other things were fine I guess. Those were a bit good days for me when dad went to Austria for a week, good because I was free to cook whatever I want and whenever I want. But was worried because Austria was a very new and foreign place for him but we remained in touch through phone and mails. And on my dad’s return I made chola for him and they tasted well. I started feeling great and proud of myself because I was doing everything so responsibly. I had never been such a responsible girl in my 16 years. Before this, once more mom did leave us and go for one month to her mom, but I was in 8th class and used to live in Navy Nagar, so it was easy to get everything. Dad was in the head of the ration stores, so he used to get everything and then there were always two to three packets of bread at home so breakfast was not a big issue and moreover, things were cheaper at that time so we didn’t have to think before buying anything. But today conditions have changed; dad leaves home at eight in the morning and comes back at eight. Here market is very far away and buses are very rare and auto charges are too high and because of hike in prices, there is always a confusion in what to buy and what to not. So I have to take care of such things now.
After my sisters school started, work load increased for me, now, the things which she used to do, I had to take care of. When she remained at home, her work included- sweeping, getting drinking water, drying up clothes, readying dough for chapattis, make lunch and again the same for dinner, to make salads and carry everything to the dining table. But since her school has started I am doing everything, including mine, plus getting up earlier to make lunch for her!!
But responsibilities are responsibilities. Things are getting really irritating now. I no more enjoy it, because it feels like a boring routine.
Imagine everyone, if you don’t have a maid, your mom does so many things for you and in return we have nothing to give back.
I am very happy that mom is coming in seven days; I will be free from all this hectic things and will go back to my old lazy life. Actually her main aim to go was to make me realize my responsibilities and to give a chance to learn everything as I am a girl and undoubtedly I will have to handle a family one day. And congratulations, she succeeded, I know almost everything now, and Thank you to make me good at cooking. But a part of me is feeling pity for my mother. The things which I learnt, experienced and realized were really amazing. If my mom wouldn’t have left me for a month I would have never be able to realize how difficult it is to handle a house, a family, to take care of everyone’s need. The things I suffered in these three weeks made me realize how much my mother does for us, and without a single complaint, as soon as she will be back she will take charge of everything but now, I don’t want her to do such thing because I know how boring and restless this life is I have experienced exactly in fact less than what mom does .I had my sister and dad to help me and sometimes I even escaped one or two tasks but she would never do and never does it. She has to do, her things including the things which we all three did, with these, she even takes care of dads health, keeps everything clean, prepares food for four instead of three and goes to market. Alone and gets ten to fifteen kg’s of vegetable alone, spends money carefully, runs here and there whenever there is some paper work. It’s really great and sweet of her to handle each and everything so smoothly without any argument and still she is the best lady I have ever seen. Seriously, hats off to her. I will try my best to lend my helping hands from now onwards and take care of her till the time I can.
I love you mom, come back soon.