Sunday 10 March 2019

A Day in my Life!

Tick tock tick tock..Its 5 O clock and time to make a start of a new day!

In the dawn I am a runner, an aspiring one, with leotards and athleisure I slay,
Running with the rising Sun, planning ahead for the day;

At 7 with tea in one hand, kneading the dough with the other
I scream my kids name over and over as he sleeps without a bother;

Wash, clean, scrub the boys and hop a little to drop by the bus bay,
There I am sweaty, greasy and oily ready for a 5 second bath that is all I have time for today;

 With work clothes on, I swerve the wheel while I stuff that Roti with ghee,
Remember what Rijuta says...Ghee, nachni, jowar keeps one healthy and fit;

Alkaline, Vegan, Keto and Intermittent fasting what is right or wrong I wonder
My mind wanders to the olive oil ad I saw,
I must choose my grocery wisely I draw;

For some in the house are old and frail,
and some are young, too active to sustain;

I enlist my groceries as I drive,
dictate notes to my mobile as a reminder for 5;

 I reach and start my day of healing,
each patient comes with hopes, pains and history that needs exploring;

 I cut and stitch with practiced experience
and pray with earnest feelings,
I try and match up to each query and doubt
and myths and quacks I try to reason out;

I hasten my lunch
 and type n write notes a bunch,

As the day draws to dusk, Sonny boy calls to remind of my task,
"Mummy get this, get that, dont forget this or that, Can I go, Should I eat?"
Questions continue as I shift gears

With haste I pick up that book, chart or absurd colour sheet for the Number 1
And the soft tooth brush and even softer diaper for Number 2

As I rush Remembering the paste that got over or the urgent oil required at home,
I complete the list and park the car as the maid calls on the phone;

“ I am sorry am not coming today" The most dreaded words coming at the end of day!
 I reach and start an hours task of wash, scrub, cut, chop and fry to make dinner for the day;

 The boy needs to be taught and I convert to a tutor,
 Grammer, English, Science and Maths with love and patience to nurture;

With the little one its the 3rd dress from when I came,
 cleaning and messing is his way of play;

With yet another cup of coffee that lies untouched,
I crave a moment of solace as I stretch the toes and fingers that hurt so much;

 Bedtime brings a joy to the mommy's heart,
 seeing the kids fall to sleep as they listen to the umpteenth story that I create out of dust;

 I remember the day of the week and plan the boys bags,
The laundry, grocery and baking are awaiting tasks at hand;

As the milk coupons are kept and the doors are locked ,
 the email unattended needs to be seen and mailed;

“Why are you tired my love" hubby dear mumbles,
 for which I smile and swear and replan the morning errands as my mind jumbles;

As I call my mom and ask her day" Nothing much darling” she says..

Its then it strikes that this may not last,
and the nest will be empty one day very fast;

Its then and there that I pray to God and thank Him for enriching and filling my day,
And give a kiss to Hubby dear for being a patient companion so needed for Woman of Today!