Yesterday i was boasting of my kitchen adventures and see today what has happenend
The unexpected happened!
This morining when the bell rang, i thought it was waste picker.
I opened the door..
Suprise..
My mom and sister were there…
They had come back from rajasthan..
No warning man…
This is not fair…
Alteast they should give me a warning that they are coming back…
The clothes scattered around..
The untensils uncleaned…
No cleanliness…
I hate cleanliness…
I think she sensed someone thing was wrong with her kitchen…
SOme one was experimenting a lot…
Things were not well…
Its her forte…
Her teritory…
She had to get it back…
She packed the bags and came…
To save her kitchen from my cruel hands…
Her sixth sense worked…
and for me what lies ahead is…
All my experiments are banised till next opportunity…
Home made good good food…
No hotel food for a month alteast…
Dieting starts again…
Go to office again everday…
Good luck next time…
great poetry yaar
Thanks.