OPERATION BRIDE

My mother is all set to turn me into a homely girl. It’s not that she intends to marry me off in a month or two but has started looking for alliances! So according to her now I should know some basics which include cooking, cleaning, stitching, and the ability to pull through all ordeals with a smiling face.


So as a part of her training package--we began with the cooking lessons. I messed up the whole kitchen with the flour on the floor. Sink full of vessels and what not. I dreaded wondering if she would invite my relatives on dinner to display my cooking skills but well she had something else on her mind...

A few minutes later I found myself with a broom, a mop and a duster in my hand. The time to get down to level two- CLEANING. For the first time I was given the most shabby room of my house. MY ROOM. I had spent 22 years of my life in it and had never felt the need of getting down for some major cleaning. I began with my bed which was earlier done by my mother. I didn't even remember the last time I changed the sheets. A bit of fumbling and out came the chits, some cards, test paper I hid from my parents. I proceeded to the study table and the computer which was covered with layers of dust. I wondered how didn't I ever notice this when I spend almost half my day working on the system. I had to neatly wrap up my head with a bandanna lest I ruin my hair. (I recently got a haircut from PLUM).I have a big stuffed toy collection, but my white hello kitty looked tanned and my Barbie was hardly recognizable. I am a proud owner of two wardrobes and I found myself drowned in the wave of clothes once I let the doors loose it took me 3 hours to get rid of it all. Got a big lecture from my dad too on spending hell lot of money on clothes. By the end of it I was tired and exhausted.


But am happy I cleaned my room. I got so many things from the cupboard. I finally found my old personal diary. I guess I should apologize to my cousin sister because I blamed her for stealing it. I got my sweet love notes; though I am not with him anymore they still bring a smile on my face. I found my test papers which I have already burnt to ashes so that my parents can’t see them. I also got SRK and John Abraham posters which I used to collect in my childhood. I still remember how crazy I was for both of them. I found my lost pair of earrings too (My favorite ones) which I thought I had lost forever!
My room finally looks neat and tidy. I looked yuck but I did mange to save my hair and guess I need some scrubbing up too.


I have whole-heartedly submitted to my mom for the whole process of being—HOMELY but not on the cost of my FREEDOM. Still, am now wondering what waits me next weekend!! :)