Today I will write down in short what my mom does all day.
To better understand her day, think of her as a three year old kid and not my mom. You will truly know how I look at her day ... :P
She wakes up at 7 am ( earlier this time was 5:00 am when we were in school) and then have a cup of tea, that my father makes for her. After having her tea, she starts cleaning home. Then she cooks food for papa. She sits down and watch papa have his food. Then she brings in papa's shoes and tiffin. Polishes the shoes sometimes when there is meeting or something in his office.
After papa leaves, she takes bath and do the daily pooja and then goes to temple to flatter god for us. She prays there and give some bribe to god. Sometimes she shed some tears as a blackmail. And then returns. Then she have her breakfast at around 11 am. Then she calls me. Inquire for what I had in my breakfast, and whether or not I had milk today, and whether I slept more than 6 hours and thousand things like that. She gives instruction to return early from office as if I have gone to some playground and should return before sunset. Earlier I argued that its Delhi and not like our town, where staying outside even after 10 pm was a matter of concern, but now I just agree with her.
Then she opens up writerbabu. Reads all the new posts, try to figure out which anonymous post is mine... :P. She is trying really hard to learn how to use internet so that some day she could help me in my work. She takes author poll on every new post on the basis of her understanding. Then she goes to take the afternoon nap.
Wakes up after 1 hours and have her lunch and then watch her TV serials. Once she is done with her TV serials, she calls me again to check if I have had my lunch. Cleans whole house again.
Then she does her evening pooja. After that she takes a small evening walk and returns home to cook food for the night. Papa comes and they have tea and snacks.
Then she calls me and my sister at around 9:30 pm. Asks me when will I leave office and reaffirm that I should call her back when I reach home. Then both mom and dad have their dinner. I reach my place by 11:30, I call her and then she sleeps.
Written for my cutest mummy.
