Swachh home. Sweet home

I noticed that almost every corner of my home is a mess and decided to clean and sort things a little bit every day. So I told my husband what was on my mind. "Wont't cook anything tomorrow. Eat outside. I have something important to do." I was disappointed to see how happily my husband seemed to take the news. But I forgive him.

The next morning I decided to cleanup the crocery unit and I was mighty impressed and satisfied by the time I was done. Now, I won't tell you how I had managed to do it. It is for you to guess whether I had discarded the unwanted stuff or camaflouged them with the surroundings or shifted them to somewhere else. I was waiting for my husband to wake up and see the transformation I had brought to his house. He woke up and the ungrateful man couldn't find any difference. But that didn't dampen my spirits, I wanted to post the before and after pics on FB and whatsapp. But the only problem was that I didn't take any pic before cleaning it. 

My husband dragged his feet towards the kitchen to drink water and said, "I see so many things piled up in the kitchen  today. I don't find anything useful here." How come he could notice the mess in the kitchen when he could not make out the change at the crockery unit? And my target for the day was to fix the crockery which I did. So what if I had to move out some stuff to the kitchen? It will have its share of cleaning and polishing done when its turn comes. May be tomorrow or the day after or.. or.. when I don't feel like cooking.

Support. Will you now?

I was asked this question and was told to blog about it. The question was -
"Does a women really need a supportive husband/brother/father /son/any men to be successful in her life."

As soon as I read the question, the ego in me replied - "Why the hell do we need others support to succeed?" But that is not true in most of the cases. At every step of ours we depend on many people, both men and women. I thought of many women whom I have come across in my life, and all of them depend a lot on their family for support. Someone with amputated leg has ascended the Mt. Everest. Sudha Chandran, dances with artificial foot. There is Yashodhara Lal, who does a full time job in marketing, is a Zumba trainer and a successful writer and manages 3 kids. All these with a lot of support from their respective families. And there is me, who, despite having everyone's support, quit my career and decided to be a full time home maker. SIGH! My point here is, there are all types of women - Women,who with support succeed in achieving their goals, Woman who step back despite having support. Now, there are very few woman of 3rd Category - Woman, who without anyone's support rise and succeed. But it takes a lot of hard work and determination to not allow the mocking society to bring you down.

Talking about few facts, these days most of the men are supportive towards the women in their lives, may it be their mother, daughter, sister or wife. (Atleast in the urban places). And mind you, its an underdog's world. You will be supported until you are striving and struggling to succeed. Once you reach the peak of success ladder, the same people will turn cold towards you. You can fly, but not higher than them. You may fare good but not better than them. That's the irony of the world we live in.

To summarize my opinion, Yes. We do need our husband's/family's support to succeed. This does not mean that we cant do anything without support from men. It might get difficult to go on without support. But with immense will power we can achieve whatever we want. Most of the times women listen to their hearts than their brains. Hence they don't defy or go against the male ego, because women value their feelings. This is not an indication of weakness, but love.

Shuttle Stories

Since I have taken up the job of a full time home maker, I could squeeze in some time to play shuttle. And it was fun. Fun because the way we played was funny.

Day 1: It was 8:00 PM already but we switched on the lights at our park and started playing. My first shot (okay not first, fifth), sent the cock to some distant lands and we couldn't find it. Since we didn't have a spare cock, we decided to buy few cocks and resume playing. Dolly(my neighbour) and me went with both our kids on her activa (Which was quite an adventure in itself). By the time we returned with the cocks it was already late and we decided to resume our game next day morning.

Day 2: 6:45 AM, fresh and fully equipped us went to the lawn to play shuttle. Man! it felt great sprinting around, making swift hand movements and finally doing some form of work out. But it would have been better if I could also hit the target atleast once in ten times. But anyways, since flinging the bat aimlessly in the air and running hither thither made me stretch and sweat, I am quite satisfied. Oh! did I mention my tripping and falling flat on my stomach?


Day 2: 7:30 PM. The over enthusiastic us (Dolly and me), decided to play in the evening as well. Since our husbands weren't home, we had to take our toddlers with us to the lawn. We managed to play as decently as possible with our kids running between our legs, and throwing our cock in random directions. Since our game wasn't going as expected, we switched to walking on the jog track which later turned out to be piggy back rides for the kids. And yes, it was fun though it had very little shuttle involved.

Looking forward to tomorrow's game.