So, post lunch after the husband has been packed off to office and all the chores are completed, the lucky housewife in me gets the ‘me’ time to contemplate and think through the day and life. As I sat on the swing today, thinking about how the day has been so far, I couldn’t help but smile, for there were so many reasons to smile and feel happy. For one, as I sat amidst all my plants talking to them and asking them how they were doing since I did not get time to do so in the morning, I was extremely delighted to see the progress of my one my favorite plants. The red one (as I call it; because as it is apparent, I don’t know what the real name is). When we got it home it stood a foot tall and now within a span of two months, it has grown to nearly three feet and looks healthy, happy and seems to be casting a wonderful smile back at me. We had to replant it from a small pot into a really big one – again one of our favourites – a beautiful black earthen pot. The redness of the plant seems to compliment the black colour of the pot and vice versa. All in all the beauty stands out and makes Desh and me really happy each day we look at it.
The second BIG event of the day and the reason for me grinning from ear to ear is our dear little furry friend – Bella! Now, Desh has always praised my cooking (oh yes, can you beat that!!!, especially when I make the yellow daal) and he’s a sweet spouse and always makes me look and feel good. But today, the compliment from my dog was the cherry on the cake. She always gets the first two rotis I make and she loves them. They are usually hot and smeared with ghee and she gulps them down in seconds (big compliment) the moment she sees that they have been cut into small bites and placed in her bowl. She runs down from her usual napping place on the landing to eat the rotis. Today something else happened. After we finished lunch, there was half a bowl of daal left. I was too bored to store it in the refrigerator with it occupying one bowl unnecessarily (am sure women – especially housewives will be able to relate with my sentiment here). So I decided to drop it into Bella’s empty bowl instead. Usually, when we are at our dinner table, she sits on the carpet under the dining table, directly touching our feet (ever heard of requirements of the constant touch?).
She was sitting there while I did the dishes and then put the leftover daal in her bowl. I was careful enough to ensure there were no chillies in it. Post lunch is time for her walk as well, and we called out to her. She got up lazily but instead of walking towards us, she directly aimed at the daal bowl. I was a bit surprised as I didn’t expect her to eat again after she was done with her roti lunch. But man, what we witnessed was hilarious! She polished off the whole thing in a few seconds like she was starving since decades, licking every single little bite that she could find anywhere. Dogs lick liquids and it gets spattered all over the place while they are at it. So did the daal. There were small bites which flew into the tray and the rug, and she looked for each one of them and licked them all. Did I forget to mention of course that the bowl looked as if it had just been washed clean? It was that clean… incredibly clean! We laughed our guts out as she gave us the look of gratification as we walked her. Feeling happy and content – she and us!A day of immense satisfaction #Zenliving Click To Tweet My smile was an obvious outcome of the day’s proceedings as I surveyed the other plants. Our sunshine says hello and so does the newly planted coriander.
Ah yes; and before I forget, dear husband (with respect to cooking) I know you mean every word you say because your smile while you eat means more than words to me.
Time to hit the couch now as all good housewives do, the sunny afternoon and the cool breeze beckons…