PLEASE COME BACK

My love…

I want you back in my life.
Lets not fall in love, let’s rise,
And for that I am ready to pay any price.

Days are so incomplete without you,
Night is so lonely without you.
My happiness is so incomplete without you,
You’re the only one I have ever loved,
You’re the only one whom I ever want,
Please don’t disappoint me,
Please don’t ruin my life.

I have lived every moment with your thoughts,
Not even a single day has gone without you on my mind.
I see you everywhere, in everything that I do,
Can't you understand how badly I need you?

I know you don’t need me, my support anymore,
But what about our plans, my dreams and that cricket score?

I am like a broken wing, the song you used to sing,
The way you left me all alone here, hurts like a bee sting.

Everytime I think about you, the times we have spent,
A drop of tear rolls out of my eyes.

I don’t want let you go ever out of my sight,
You’re the only precious thing I have,
And I cannot afford to lose you, you’re my life.

Please please please, understand me, understand my love,
Don’t leave me, please come back,
I only crave for your LOVE!

Operation Bride Part 2

This time I was being showered with emotional blackmailing. The biggest and the most successful trait of all mummy’s. My mom had managed to get hold of me, again and placed the whole day’s responsibility on my shoulders.

On a Sunday morning I was forced to wake up early, to do all the household activities, as my mom was unwell (just a cold, ok). My sleep was completely ruined and I started praying to all the Gods I knew to make my mom healthy and energetic like before, but none of them helped me out. Even they were on the side of the biggest goddesses on earth, the MUMMY’s (the Indian ones ok, not the Egyptians). I din't have time to get fresh and was asked to make breakfast for my dad. So I just washed my face and entered the kitchen. Was trying to make chapatis but all that my results yielded were the shapes of different countries, which prompted mom to start with her lecture. Here it goes - "What will your in-laws say? Your mother didn’t teach you anything? Are you good for anything?". My answer just made her boil in anger more than the tea which was boiling on the stove. I had replied atleast I am good at making maps, (lol). Dad went out of the house after having the breakfast. He liked my hand cooked food even though most of the times it was half cooked and sometimes it would be over cooked too.(lol)

Now the ball was in mom’s court. Only her and me in the house. She could easily rule over me as dad had left (he is the only one who takes my side). Now she wanted me to do the brooming and mopping of the whole house. Our maid had stopped working for us so the entire house was in a mess. Usually it would be only my room. My head started throbbing with pain. I had recently got a manicure and pedicure done and it would all go in vain :( . But then, I started with the brooming and observed that my mom was treating me like a maid. She was instructing me to do like this and do like that, even offered me a price to do all the cleaning everyday. Can you beat that???

I was completely exhausted after this dustful task. Don’t forget that I still had not brushed my teeth or freshened up. Took rest for half an hour and there came another order from Her Majesty. She was asking me or rather forcing me to cook the lunch too. Though I was cribbing like a small kid I had to surrender in front of my mom’s blackmailing dialogues, which are irritating and funny at the same time. Freshened up, ate my breakfast and started preparing for lunch following my mom’s instructions. Managed to cut my finger while cutting the vegetables. I could see the happiness on my mother’s face, watching me getting slaughtered, as she went away thanking God that atleast I was doing something. By the time she got back the kitchen was one big mess. Vegetables scattered all over the slab, every available utensil was used and the result was nil. Her Majesty's eyes popped out looking at the condition of the kitchen. The reaction was worth watching. She started her second level of instructions. I was making her health go worse. She asked me to move out of the way and silently with a lowered head and smiling face, I did.

Wow! What a relief. But not for long, sigh!! Mom started preparing the food and I was assisting her. I was imagining myself as an assistant to the chef.

Now my body required a major cleaning and relaxing after all that stressful work. I went in and took a long and luxurious hot shower for an hour. When I came out, my friend was there as an angel who managed to get me out of the house and away from all that homely stuff. For the first time in my life, I was praying to God to end this weekend.

Anyways, all is well that ends well and I am hoping to stay out of the house for all the coming weekends.

AMEN!!