My kitchen turned 🌈 rainbow

 

While lock down has tested everyone’s patience I am not different. My four year old and 35 year old kid both have joined to test my patience. It being almost four months my stress level has increased more than ever.

While the routine got disturbed completely in the beginning due to lot of lovey dovey activities and family time together, it impacted directly to my nerves. At times I wish I could beg Cinderella's fairy godmother  to have a  spell turning both of them to silent pumpkins. 

It took me equal time to get these two kids for breakfast, lunch and dinner on table. Minimum five calls was the limit. One day I actually thought I would fall short of voice and end up being Jaya Bhaduri of Koshish.

After almost two months when I gave up on cooking, utensils and mopping Finally Annapurna Goddess blessed my 35 year old to cook. Such things happen once in full moon and hence it is never the daily Dal Chawal menu, it turns out to be Chinese or something exclusive with many sauces and flavours. While he kept asking for every ingredient the moment I sat in the chair in drawing room. I preferred the list of things so that I can give at once, to which he smartly replied was no you don’t worry, I will find out you relax.

Musical banging and stirring could be heard along with utensils jumping from the kitchens slab. Before I could smell some burning the exhaust started covering the music and burning smell.

My four year old foal jumping all over feeling happy of something new happening around gave me the live commentary. She ran with messages from drawing room to kitchen and vice versa.

While relaxing I was giving him tips and alternate option for any ingredient. Finally after Two hours he came out with a fork with a testing food on it ,which was directly inserted in my throat. It tasted comparatively good as it was his first try.

I woke up to my dream when I actually saw my kitchen…seems it was something like a earthquake or like someone has just run over it or what my eyes couldn’t believe what was that.

I could easily count now how many pans, pots, spoons and dishes I have in my kitchen.....once I do my utensils. 

My black slab of the kitchen has turned into rainbow; turmeric had jumped on the chilli powder along with some corn flour sprayed on all the utensils around along with the handle of the fridge. The green coriander was decorated on the white wall and white marble has all spray drops like rain of all the tadkas he gave….wow that’s the day off from cooking.

 

Disclaimer: The blog is based on imagination and do not resemble to any person around you in your house. The person portrayed in the blog may seem like your husband but that’s a mere coincidence.