I, Me and Myself

Friday, June 10, 2005

home alone............

Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaahhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
My scream might not match the charm and skill that Maculky Culkin did in the movie with the same title, but its from my heart, trust me. Mum and dad decided to go out of station to visit a relative who wasn’t feeling too well. Initially it was a plan made for just two of them but on sensing my (hidden yet uncontrollable ) glee my mother got all suspicious and tried to persuade my dad to take me and my sis along. That’s when I lost it. I cant take anyone spoiling my preplanning, even if it lasted only for 15 seconds, so I kicked up a big fuss saying that trust has to be a mutual effort and a whole load crap. Being a typical Sagittarian, I get very feisty when people question me on my ethics…so I rambled on and on till my dad gave up and thought it would be quite a relief to get away from me!!!he he he he.
So here I was thinking that in a few days my parents would be gone and I would have the house to myself. Of course my sis would be there but then I could always lock her in the bathroom…just kidding ya…… So while I was enjoying all the dreaming, my mumsy dear was busy coaching us how to manage the house , I turned a deaf ear, I mean how hard can it be…… (only if I knew) we got instructions left to 12 year olds …stuff like to put off the gas when not in use, not to play with fire (she might have thought I am in some kinda cult!!!Who plays with fire???), to lock the door and not open it for strangers ( I have no idea what my mum thought I was suffering from!!!) but then came the serious stuff …how to cook food (properly), to get up early and open the gate to the house to let the maid in and the milk man, pile of clothes that have to be washed everyday, to check if the maid is sweeping every nook and corner, vessels that have to be washed…and suddenly this fun trip alone was not sounding like too much of fun.
So they left last Saturday and were to be back on tuesday… and then began the home alone in process.
It was a dream in the beginning. My parents had left in the evening and the dinner was ready…so all chech and me did was sit at home absorbing the silence of the T.V not blaring from 7 to 8:30 (my mum has her regional soaps that drive us both nuts). Today there was no sound. Both had dinner and washed the plates, set the alarm for 5:30 next morning and went to sleep.
SO BEGAN THE NIGHTMARE with the alarm going off …..I was the smart one and went right back to sleep coz I know that chech would feel very guilty coz she was the oldest and she had to do the majority of the work and take care of me and stuff….. So I did not bother too much. Got up at 8, watched ‘whose line is it anyway’ and then went and prepared breakfast. Chech assigned the washing vessels responsibility to me and I loved it. My mum never lets me wash the vessels coz I take almost the entire bar to wash one vessel. I was like a small kid left to play with the soap and took all the dirty vessels and pretended to be the vim bar dude who would make the dirty ones sparkling clean..what fun!!!!! The rest of the day, chech and me made lunch, she washed the clothes and everything was peacefull except at night, when I was expected to wash all the vessels….again…..ummmmmmm….this time somehow even the vim bar did not excite me …it feels different to wash vessels when all u want to do is sleep. I had to clean the house too as I had invited my friends home the next day. By the time I was done with the vessels, I was too tired to do anything for tomorrow.
When the alarm sounded the next day nobody woke up!!!! The milk man and the maid had to bang the gate to wake us up! he he he. It was too late so I just and went and bought breakfast. We watched t.v and suddenly again it was too late. I had an entire home to clean and less than 30 mins! I worked hard. Cleaned the entire house, tried to get them snacks…and off course washed the plates…. (that was getting on my nerves). Finally when they came, I gave them some kinda welcome into my CLEAN (for once) room and by the time we chitchatted, it was time for lunch. We thought we would prepare a fancy lunch since there were no adults. We got fancy recipes books and decided on a very delicious sounding dish ….we left that immediately when we realized none of us could recognize most of the ingredients!!!!! So after a lot of deliberation we decided on veg.briyani.and carrot halwa for dessert…….mmmm sounded mouth watering except there were no visible ingredients at home. So went and bought everything….. from vegetables to masalas and later I realized I had this and that and found everything in my house…so we went and returned all the stuff we bought…. he he he can swear that was not a very nice experience.
Then started the cooking. From fighting over who will the chop the onions (finally me!) to how much water should be put in the cooker, to how much time and what ingredient was called what, we realized that we were all homemakers in the making but not quite ready. So there, my kitchen was teeming with 7 girls, all of who thought they knew the right way to cook. And in all the mess the carrot halwa (my specialty) was getting burnt!!! If that was not enough everybody thought I was the vessel washer or something they kept dumping me with new and used vessels…..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Finally alls well that ends well. The lunch was great and the halwa was greater, so what if we ate only at 3:30 in the afternoon. It was a team effort and we loved it. All the hard work paid off. Everybody enjoyed themselves and for me it was a great day except that the sink was filled beyond capacity with vessels which took me an hour and a half to wash……..man by the time I was done I had enough of washing plates to last me a life time….my poor hands.
Mum and dad were due tomorrow and in these two days I realized how difficult it is to manage a home. I had planned so much with my friends but finally nothing worked out in the way we planned. Me and chech could not do any job completely without exclaiming how hard it was and my mum does it all by herself…WOW…hats off to you mumsy…. But I never had so much fun….suddenly I released I love to cook and (much to nobody’s surprise) hated to wash vessels. So the home alone sessions taught me a lot about home management and now I can make my mummy proud ….and can even cook a lunch completely ...all by myself. I am all prepared for the role of a housewife now…except we SHOULD have a dishwahser…any takers?;)

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