🚫Beware! Reading this may pop your Bubble


        The motor car started off from the garage, Mrs. ERISED NITSOL went through her to do list. She was halfway through the list completing chores and checking the boxes in the list. A cute babble made her add few more boxes to her list like, changing the soiled pyjamas, feeding her little tyke and so on. Sweet faced tucked on her hip she moved into the kitchen to get some food. This was her most challenging task of every day which made her transform into a storyteller, a clown, a singer and at times even dancer untill her curly haired doll's tiny stomach got filled. After edutaining her two year old for an hour she put her back to nap and checked all the recently added boxes in her list and moved into her utility area  where she Sorted all clothes, washed them separately and pegged them accordingly, this made her feel a bit relieved as most of the boxes in the list got checked. The terrace garden plants got watered for the day then she made it back to her kitchen and began gobbling her brunch. She Stared at the pile of dishes to be done. The ticking of the clock reminded her the value of each second when her bouncy was asleep. Without any further delay she added her empty plate to the pile and got set to scrub the dishes. Dabbed a dash of liquid on her scrubbing spong and 
Mrs. ERISED NITSOL started her days fight with pots and pans. When she was nearly about to complete the dishes, she got distracted by a rainbow bubble produced by the liquid.  Mrs. Erised Nitsol peered into the bubble and enjoyed seeing the reflection of her ownself 

             That was when her mobile rang scaring the daylights out Mrs. ERISED Nitsol (what if her healthy miss.mischief woke up??).
She hurried to pick the call having no idea that call was the trump card of her desires. She was offered her dream job .Her performance in the interview had exceeded expectations so the recruitment team informed her that she can skip the next two rounds of interview and also discussed about her salary package and working hours. As she cut the call off
Mrs. Erised Nitsol's joy knew no bounds. She truned on the phone again to inform Mr. ERISED FORENNIW about the job, just then a pop up of a shopping app caught her eye intimating the items she had added to the cart . She placed an order for everything in the cart and also visted the furniture website to pick few teak wood stuffs for Mr.Erised Forenniw's office room and their living room. Feeling satisfied with all the suits she picked for her husband's wardrobe and her little mascots summer collections Mrs. Erised Nitsol made a mental note to inform her dad that she's ready to consider the investment scheme he kept on insisting her regarding the future well-being of his loveable granddaughter.

            She picked up her to-do notepad, took a fresh page and made checklists to,
✓ Appoint a maid. 
✓ Find a decent place   
     to do her laundry.
✓ Fix an appointment 
    at the spa.
and a lot more.
Having done all her wants, How did she forget to inform Mr. Erised Forenniw?The phone rang again. This time it was louder than before,loud enough to pop the bubble... Blopp!!!
 "Oops! Have I been living in a bubble for this long??", having realised her folly Mrs. Erised Nitsol hurried to the phone and picked it up. It was 
Mr. Erised Forenniw, he called to inform her that he'll not be coming home for lunch due to his important meeting. Happy, she need not think much about lunch Mrs. Erised Nitsol started scrubbing the remaining few dishes but this time she was determined not to get carried away by any bubble however colorful it may be.

             
            This annecdote is not about Mrs. Erised Nitsol, it's about us. There are many of us sailing on the same boat or to be more precise, floating in the same bubble. Being a homemaker or a new mom isn't something to feel ashamed of Instead pat on your back for being such talented multitaskers. Never let anyone reffer you as a 'house wife', while you are a homemaker who transforms a house into a sanctuary. You make the place more peaceful despite all hustle and bustle of the real life. 
 
If you are a man reading this piece of writing and it gives you the thought, 
"what is so much fascinating about being a homemaker?".
Please imagine a browser with 232229 tabs open 24/7.To most of the men who work multitasking is a skill they need to develop. For a homemaker it has become a part and parcel of her life as She never prioritises what's on her schedule, instead she schedules her priorities. From now on if anyone tries to sarcastically hit your wife by calling her 'just a MOM', feel free to educate those illitrate minds that MOM stands for Master of Multitasking.

            
              I'm sure every woman reading this would have easily related themself with this narrative except for those weird names I've used. To make it even more interesting try pronouncing the names backwards and enjoy reading this short yet Fair tale again.
Erised Nitsol - lost in Desire
Erised forenniw- winner of Desire.

          Just connecting things...

Comments

  1. Excellent .....
    Before completing the full tale,i understood very easily that the writing is about your beautiful routine and i enjoyed travelling with you every moment .Congratulations😍
    Every homemaker will enjoy this more than sure...😃

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    1. This has a very deep meaning ka❤ keep Shining Queen Bee 🧚‍♀️

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  2. You are always unique with your write-ups as usual you played with words and the tale was very pleasing to read
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    Deee

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  3. You are always unique with your write-ups as usual you played with words and the tale was very pleasing to read
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    Deee

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  4. Wonderful,both the message and the narration.l felt like reading a short story of an English writer.RM.Sathyanandhan.

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  5. Being a home maker is not that easy. As I have done the role of a home maker as well as a working woman, I know it well. Hats off to the author

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