Job at home without wife
Based on a tamil article
By
P.R.Ramachander
For twice a
year , darling mine ,
You do go to your parent’s
place
Without you and children,
The home is looking very dull
If I want to boil milk in the stowe, for coffee
After struggling half
an hour to light it,
Half the milk after
boiling comes out,
And drenches the stowe , no coffee till tomorrow
Though I do not sweep the home daily,
And postphone it for once
a week
Sweeping once makes hips and knee,
To pain and some how , I could not find pain spray
In the office some how , I manage to eat,
From a friends tiffin
box but for dinner,
On day one I called the swiggy
And half my salary was spent
on that day
Deciding to cook, when I went to buy vegetables
Some how all that I get are fully spoiled or very solid vegetables.
Trying to cut them
the kitchen knife breaks
And all our kitchen
there is fowl smell
Long back when I was a
student Dhobhi ,
Used to come home and take the cloths ,
But after theto be washed bucket is
full,
When I try to wash, I get torn and more dirty cloths
Mot of the time Iswitch
on motor to pump water
But sleep without realizing
that and once,
Neighbour called fire engine to put off fire on
motor,
And next day was spent with no
water to drink
Without locking front door and
without
Putting off the stowe
, I do go out
And by the time I come back,.
Home is full of gas, dogs and thieves
One day I put salt in coffee instead of sugar
Made idlis with thick curd you had left
Tried to make chapathi
with maida
And Upma with idli rava
Oh please darling , I wanted to suggest you
Request your parents
to shift next door
Or take me every time with you
when you go
For unless you do it , both me and home may not be there
But when you came back with kids from there
And ask me , “How was
life when I am not there”
I tell, “It was indeed seventh
heaven,
Why did you come so early”
