perfect morning of mine goes like this, I wake up because my damn alarm clock won’t
stop ringing even after I snooze it a couple of times. Drowsily I walk into the
bathroom for my morning routine, after which I have to iron my clothes and then
get dressed for work. Before I make it to work, I have this routine where I sit
and wait at the dining table for my food and tea. By now, you might have guessed
I am a bachelor and probably waiting for my mom or maid to bring me food. If
you guessed this, then you’re absolutely wrong, I am a poor married man, hungry
and waiting for my morning breakfast. What’s
taking so long? It’s just that my lovely, devilish or fanatical or mad or
extremely crazy or whichever other adjective you would use to explain my wife,
is dancing to her favourite pop songs in the kitchen. Only after her
performance and self appreciation will I get my food but to tell you the truth,
even if she is a lovely devilish or fanatical or mad or extremely crazy or whatever
other adjectives, the food she brings me after her routine is to die for. I guess
it must be the dancer in her or her singing like a crow which makes her food
taste so distinguishably tasteless. Yeah!
You heard me right, uneatable or inedible but I dig in, like I am in the army
and I have enough to sustain myself till I reach Ramu’s Restaurant. My usual
stop on my way to work, to have a good healthy breakfast.
reason I explained all this was because this morning was different, I woke up
to the touch of my wife sitting beside me on bed with a tea cup in her hand. I
had the bizarre feeling that something was wrong, like she is an alien in my
wife’s outward appearance trying some experiments with me, by being sweet and caring
to me. I somehow managed to drink the bitter tea which I was sure was spiked with
poison. I walked into the bathroom and poured some water on my face just to
make sure I was not dreaming. Recovering from what has just happened; I step
out from the bathroom to see my clothes ironed and lying in bed. Now I
was sure something was wrong, so I picked up my phone and group messaged my
think tank buddies on WeChat. “Need to urgently conference... something’s
up... life in danger”.
flooded with replies that said, “Ok”.
dressed and very vary of my surrounding I walk into the dining room. To my surprise,
there was food, actually food on the table that I could eat. I took one taste
of it and I knew my wife ordered it from Ramu’s Restaurant. I just wished she
had order the tea too.
about to leave, she comes to me.
“Ajay
please sit down, there is something I need to tell you”.
down on the couch, not knowing what the cost of her sweetness is going to be.
Is it my hand or my leg this time? Last time it was for a diamond earring, the
time before that it was for a necklace. I knew this month’s salary was going up
in smokes but then she turned to me and said something, which no man would want
cook again,” at least that’s what I heard or been waiting to hear from her but
she said, “My mom is coming to town today and will be spending a week with us”.
the blood drained off my face, memories of all the wars fought between me and my
mother in law flashed before my eyes. She was like kryptonite to me; there was
no winning in front of her, now I want my tea with poison.
was helpless to stop her from coming home, so I left for work. At work, I
finally found time to conference with my group on WeChat.
“My mother in law is coming and I
need to find a way out of this situation” I texted my group in WeChat.
WeChat is an app I always keep on my
phone for just such situation. It’s one chat which can take over my WhatsApp, Voxer
and even Skype functions. I can send or receive messages, pictures, and videos,
use it like a Walkie Talkie and even video chat on it. My group
contains Sir Isaac Newton - who is the brains of the operation, Batman
- who has the technical knowledge and the money to lend us to build our
projects, Tim Allen - who is the joker or comic relief, Adolf Hitler
- who is the politician, Osama bin Laden – who supplies us with the
weapons and finally Hulk - who is the muscle of the group.
for an answer I message again, “Pl help
me, monster coming”.
“Need plan to escape from mother
Isaac Newton: “Don’t be silly Hulk, his mother in law is in a state of motion towards
his home and will be in a state of motion towards his home, until ‘us’ an external
force do something about it”.
Ajay: “Come
on, No one is smashing anything, although I think it’s a good idea, I need my
mother in law alive”.
Hitler: “Let’s create a single party dictatorship based on totalitarian and
autocratic ideology of Nazism which will ban your mother in law from visiting”.
Hitler: “Why not? I am the right person to guild the people into a new world
Tim Allen: “U need to have a good moustache to be a good leader, yours looks like
something dripping down from your nose Hitler”.
Hitler: “I should put you in one of my chambers and test out my new poisonous
Osama bin Laden: “Discounts
on portable chambers available only for today and also sale up to 50% on
poisons gases”.
Ajay:“Stop it guys! I have a real
problem here. Is there an escape for me or not?”
“Where is Batman? What is he up
too? Why is he so quiet today?”
Isaac Newton: “That’s because every action has an equal and opposite reaction, you
expand and because of that your clothes tear off”.
Osama bin Laden: “Only
for today I have offers on costumes too. Batman, Superman, Robin or any other
costume you want, I can provide. Shipping charges is free”.
Batman: “Man up! Go home and face your enemy or in this situation, your mother
Tim Allen: “Grow
some b#$%^”.
Hitler: “I
agree that you need to face the situation head on”.
Osama bin Laden: “Variety
of mother in laws for sale. Greek, Arab, American or any other choice you
like”. I knew I
had my answer though my group continued to chat.
silenced my phone. I decided it’s better for me to go home and find a spot
under the bed and wait there until my mother in law leaves. My one sole consolation
was that my mother in law is a great cook. This post is written for the Indiblogger contest "WeChat with Anyone, Anywhere!" Check out WeChat's Youtube channel. Posted by
As we travel a lot by road, the two biggest problems I mostly face are the
constant nagging of my wife and finding the way to our destination. To help me
with this, I carry a bundle of maps of India,
divided into each state.
You can imagine this scene, where the map is spread out in front of my
navigator (my wife), her head buried in it, trying to figure out where
we are and what route should we be taking. Once in a while, we are forced
to roll down the window and get someone direction, from people standing by the
side of the road. Occasionally, while rolling down the window, the air blows
the map of her hand, landing on my face. Sometimes we end up exactly opposite
to where we are supposed to be. It’s not easy to ask people for direction when you’re in the middle of
traffic or when it’s late in the night and you can’t find anyone. Maps in India
are not easy to read. The
point I am trying to make with all this is people who love travelling by road should get a GPS for their
perfect morning of mine goes like this, I wake up because my damn alarm clock won’t
stop ringing even after I snooze it a couple of times. Drowsily I walk into the
bathroom for my morning routine, after which I have to iron my clothes and then
get dressed for work. Before I make it to work, I have this routine where I sit
and wait at the dining table for my food and tea. By now, you might have guessed
I am a bachelor and probably waiting for my mom or maid to bring me food. If
you guessed this, then you’re absolutely wrong, I am a poor married man, hungry
and waiting for my morning breakfast. What’s
taking so long? It’s just that my lovely, devilish or fanatical or mad or
extremely crazy or whichever other adjective you would use to explain my wife,
is dancing to her favourite pop songs in the kitchen. Only after her
performance and self appreciation will I get my food but to tell you the truth,
even if she is a lovely devilish or fanatical or mad or extremely crazy or whatever
other adjectives, the food she brings me after her routine is to die for. I guess
it must be the dancer in her or her singing like a crow which makes her food
taste so distinguishably tasteless. Yeah!
You heard me right, uneatable or inedible but I dig in, like I am in the army
and I have enough to sustain myself till I reach Ramu’s Restaurant. My usual
stop on my way to work, to have a good healthy breakfast.
reason I explained all this was because this morning was different, I woke up
to the touch of my wife sitting beside me on bed with a tea cup in her hand. I
had the bizarre feeling that something was wrong, like she is an alien in my
wife’s outward appearance trying some experiments with me, by being sweet and caring
to me. I somehow managed to drink the bitter tea which I was sure was spiked with
poison. I walked into the bathroom and poured some water on my face just to
make sure I was not dreaming. Recovering from what has just happened; I step
out from the bathroom to see my clothes ironed and lying in bed. Now I
was sure something was wrong, so I picked up my phone and group messaged my
think tank buddies on WeChat. “Need to urgently conference... something’s
up... life in danger”.
flooded with replies that said, “Ok”.
dressed and very vary of my surrounding I walk into the dining room. To my surprise,
there was food, actually food on the table that I could eat. I took one taste
of it and I knew my wife ordered it from Ramu’s Restaurant. I just wished she
had order the tea too.
about to leave, she comes to me.
“Ajay
please sit down, there is something I need to tell you”.
down on the couch, not knowing what the cost of her sweetness is going to be.
Is it my hand or my leg this time? Last time it was for a diamond earring, the
time before that it was for a necklace. I knew this month’s salary was going up
in smokes but then she turned to me and said something, which no man would want
cook again,” at least that’s what I heard or been waiting to hear from her but
she said, “My mom is coming to town today and will be spending a week with us”.
the blood drained off my face, memories of all the wars fought between me and my
mother in law flashed before my eyes. She was like kryptonite to me; there was
no winning in front of her, now I want my tea with poison.
was helpless to stop her from coming home, so I left for work. At work, I
finally found time to conference with my group on WeChat.
“My mother in law is coming and I
need to find a way out of this situation” I texted my group in WeChat.
WeChat is an app I always keep on my
phone for just such situati
on. It’s one chat which can take over my WhatsApp, Voxer
and even Skype functions. I can send or receive messages, pictures, and videos,
use it like a Walkie Talkie and even video chat on it. My group
contains Sir Isaac Newton - who is the brains of the operation, Batman
- who has the technical knowledge and the money to lend us to build our
projects, Tim Allen - who is the joker or comic relief, Adolf Hitler
- who is the politician, Osama bin Laden – who supplies us with the
weapons and finally Hulk - who is the muscle of the group.
for an answer I message again, “Pl help
me, monster coming”.
“Need plan to escape from mother
Isaac Newton: “Don’t be silly Hulk, his mother in law is in a state of motion towards
his home and will be in a state of motion towards his home, until ‘us’ an external
force do something about it”.
Ajay: “Come
on, No one is smashing anything, although I think it’s a good idea, I need my
mother in law alive”.
Hitler: “Let’s create a single party dictatorship based on totalitarian and
autocratic ideology of Nazism which will ban your mother in law from visiting”.
Hitler: “Why not? I am the right person to guild the people into a new world
Tim Allen: “U need to have a good moustache to be a good leader, yours looks like
something dripping down from your nose Hitler”.
Hitler: “I should put you in one of my chambers and test out my new poisonous
Osama bin Laden: “Discounts
on portable chambers available only for today and also sale up to 50% on
poisons gases”.
Ajay:“Stop it guys! I have a real
problem here. Is there an escape for me or not?”
“Where is Batman? What is he up
too? Why is he so quiet today?”
Isaac Newton: “That’s because every action has an equal and opposite reaction, you
expand and because of that your clothes tear off”.
Osama bin Laden: “Only
for today I have offers on costumes too. Batman, Superman, Robin or any other
costume you want, I can provide. Shipping charges is free”.
Batman: “Man up! Go home and face your enemy or in this situation, your mother
Tim Allen: “Grow
some b#$%^”.
Hitler: “I
agree that you need to face the situation head on”.
Osama bin Laden: “Variety
of mother in laws for sale. Greek, Arab, American or any other choice you
like”. I knew I
had my answer though my group continued to chat.
silenced my phone. I decided it’s better for me to go home and find a spot
under the bed and wait there until my mother in law leaves. My one sole consolation
was that my mother in law is a great cook. This post is written for the Indiblogger contest "WeChat with Anyone, Anywhere!" Check out WeChat's Youtube channel. Posted by
As we travel a lot by road, the two biggest problems I mostly face are the
constant nagging of my wife and finding the way to our destination. To help me
with this, I carry a bundle of maps of India,
divided into each state.
You can imagine this scene, where the map is spread out in front of my
navigator (my wife), her head buried in it, trying to figure out where
we are and what route should we be taking. Once in a while, we are forced
to roll down the window and get someone direction, from people standing by the
side of the road. Occasionally, while rolling down the window, the air blows
the map of her hand, landing on my face. Sometimes we end up exactly opposite
to where we are supposed to be. It’s not easy to ask people for direction when you’re in the middle of
traffic or when it’s late in the night and you can’t find anyone. Maps in India
are not easy to read. The
point I am trying to make with all this is people who love travelling by road should get a GPS for their