The Exhausted Me






Bla bla bla!!!!!! As usual my day began with a chaos and commotion with a daily routine of me advicing the outgrown lad for the unpredictable annoying altruistic gesture that he bestows upon the blissful bonding between us everyday. 

Yet another day in my life that hopefully would bring me some good moments to cherish I thought. I see myself in kitchen as a rotten piece of tissue paper getting ready to jump into the dustbin and kill myself. What else to be done? With all positive thoughts I gathered strength and lifted the pan and cooked the 'toothsome' dishes of mine. 

I peeped into the mirror to have a glance of myself after delivering my duties of a mom , of a wife , of a servant, what not ! 

Wow! I felt good looking at myself for a while. Naughty at forty and I felt that still I look pretty. After doing some make up , I leave to my workplace. I see all sorts of happy faces wishing me good morning all the way I walk. 

Again, let's get ready for some more challenging situations. Curtain rises as I step into the compound of my workplace and me playing part of a facilitator. Though I wish to maintain my calm and be complacent, some naughty faces provoke me to scream and shout at the top of my voice. A new initiative, introduction of a new system and it was a novel experience though a bit confusing. As a person who enjoys novel ideas, I enjoyed the new experience. 

Thousands of thoughts linger in my mind and me doing my duty busily one after another. A day is done. I come back home exhausted. I take rest for a while and my next duty begins. The duties of a mom , one after another, disturbing comments, unnecessary demands from the adolescent make me feel asif I am in no man's land. The weening of the innocent cutie pie , my own toddler,my love makes me annoyed but happy as the crying and fussiness ends with a beautiful smile. I feel like am enjoying the most beautiful phase of my life, the motherhood. 

The most annoying duty, back to kitchen as usual after bathing my toddler and ringing my outgrown lad who is not back home yet. As usual my day ends, I breath , I exist  on this Earth with a question that throbs my heart and chokes my neck. Oh lord ! Can I ever be once again on my mom's lap with zero worries and loads of love. 

- Ragini Raja 

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