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The Monsoon


A friend down in the dumps the other day wanted to borrow some notes from me.  Her grouse was that no matter what she did, to save up for a rainy day, never got a peek at the sun.  Seemed like we were talking about money in the time of the monsoon! So like the inflation debate that has been doing the rounds across channels on telly. Watched each political party take potshots at the other about the lack of consideration for the masses.  What can I say, except bring down prices and everyone will be on the same page. 

As I while away and twiddle my thumbs because of the flu bug that attaches itself to my oral edifice I wonder what to do.  Watch all the programs on telly and sprout my ingenuity at the knowledge that I have derived while browsing across channels.  Got the latest on the serials I have missed and am up to date on the shows.  So with this in order, while I am longing to shout out loud and let the family know that I am one up on them, I realize that come what may, I haven’t won.  I get to stay quiet and they talk.  Any justice to this I wonder?  Sulk Sulk….

So I turn flip to the cooking programs.  Get my books in order and scribble across the sheets.  Must say the penmanship that I put out there leaves a lot to be desired.  Get the recipes and then lo and behold the current decides to play truant.  Winning?  Let this ride on the UPS but there is a shelf life for that too.  Call up the guys in the electricity department who prolong the agony – should take a couple of hours. For what I enquire in a hoarse voice and they are mighty thrilled at this because I cannot grumble. Because “Madam we are cutting trees”!  Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! 

So here I am (yeah the battery is doing well here at least!) thumping away like there is a sonata in the offing. Of course you me dahlings are the ones who are bearing the brunt of my ravings.  So I’m gonna shut shop for a while and get the old bones to stop creaking.

Xoxo


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