As you folks are aware, the Phoenixhouse kinda tilted on the foundations as Live-in disappeared and maid broke a leg. I slogged, I unashamedly pulled every string I knew, screamed at folks, dogs whatever and generally behaved like my demented self while coping with the crisis.
Tired and on a major self-pity trip, I wept on the shoulder of a older and much wiser person.
Me : Whine whine whine whine (words are unnecessary here, the sentiment was poor unappreciated overworked me)
Shoulder : Dont you think its better it happened now and not in November when you just had your surgery?
Me : Gasp! Yeah, I know! but whine whine whine whine …….
Here I needed sympathy and “Shoulder” was giving me sense. Uff!!!
Shoulder : sagely “Mata Rani jo bhi karti hai, soch samajh kar bhala hi karti hai”
The Goddess has a good reason for everything she does
Me : huffily : I think she kinda missed me this time
Shoulder : Sage smile
Well, it seems “Shoulder” was right. I got a much better and more cheerful maid who lands up at 7 am and the home is cleaned by nine.
Day before yesterday one of my peons brought me a Nepali boy right from the village. He is simple, hard working (a farmer boy who finds housework too light a burden). Only he cant speak a word of Hindi and I have to train him from scratch …. Phewww
He can EAT!
His folks call him Bheem. Hahahahaha
I gave an update to “Shoulder”, much as I did not want to. How I hate it when folks are right and they rub it in with a “I told you so” smirk.
Me : You know, you were right
Shoulder : Smirk! You know you young people are way too impatient and dont trust the divine
Me : You know why I hang out with you? Even though you have this insufferable air of “I know the best” and fake modesty like Mr. Bacchhan?
Shoulder : I know, because of my charming personality and my patience?
Me : Nah! Because you are one of the few living souls who call me “young people”