I wake up late. It is Sunday after all. As I open the bedroom door, my thoughts are solely about the cuppa that will shortly be in my hands. Yup, without imbibing the elixir that uplifts, my day can never ever have a start. I am listless and hopeless too, literally balking at the day ahead until and unless the system is appeased with the brew that cheers, chai.
As soon as I step outside the bedroom, Luci who has been waiting patiently jumps up to greet me. That peps me up for a while. It is amazing how dogs make you feel by their enthusiasm on seeing you. My face lights up in joy, and I chirrup to her, my lethargy forgotten for the moment. Strange indeed are the ways of showing affection. In Bollywood they break into a song and do calisthenics. Luci on the other hand shows hers by jumping up and trying to topple me over. If she can, she packs in a few nips too.
I make it half way down the stairs and then sit down to have a serious cuddling session with Luci, who is still excited about the fact that I have survived the gruelling sleep session at night and am back with her in one piece. That is when I look down and notice that the sitting room looks all spruced up. Wow, someone’s been doing some cleaning up. No prizes though for guessing who has been at it with broom and duster. Obviously it is not I because I have only just woken up. It certainly is not Luci either. Her job is to litter the room as much as possible and thus keep her ‘slaves’ in shape, not that it is helping any in my case.
Anyways, that leaves the L & M as the only choice. It is indeed he who has been up, with the lark, and been quite the busybody. There is a stack of ironed shirts and trousers on the dining chair to prove how industrious he has been. Luci’s bowl has milk in it though she herself has forborne to touch it. Oh man! I think to myself, the guy is giving me a complex (Sunday after Sunday) and me a homemaker too. Why can’t he emulate others and laze on a Sunday and thereby let me laze too?
What I need is an excuse, a nice shiny, smooth, solidly strong and plausible excuse to not only get myself out of work but also feel good about it. Tall order, I know. Tea, tea! scream my cells. No use attempting thought before downing the cuppa.
“Good morning! Good morning!” says the Colonel on espying me dragging myself down the stairs with a prancing Luci in tow. She rushes to Dad wagging her tail furiously (where do Labradors get the energy for non-stop tail wagging?) as if to say, ‘Look, look! She is here safe and sound. The Night Monsters didn’t gobble her up as I had feared. Phew!’
“Chai?” I ask him.
“Of course, chai!” says the L & M who has already downed one and is now looking for his second innings.
Chai is made and had. I wait patiently for it to course through my system and throw up that much needed excuse for shirking work today. Without fail (what did I tell you?) chai comes up with an infallible and safe one. It will suffice for today.
“Darling!” I say in dulcet tones, “I have something to write today. Can we get biriyani from outside for lunch?”
“Why not?!” says the L & M. “I will go at around 11-30 a.m. and get it.”
I sigh with relief. There will be enough left over for dinner as well. My day is saved. It is the perfect pretext to not put the clothes for wash or do any other work around the house. You see how easy it is? Blogging has immense benefits. It is the best excuse to get out of the day’s work. Try it and experience the results for yourselves.
Disclaimer: The author is not answerable to any untoward incidents that may happen or resultant damages thereof from trying out the suggestion prescribed above.
The prompt: “Write an excuse for not working today”
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
Usha Pisharody said:
Brilliant ploy. Wonderful L&M. Darling Luci. Lucky you 😀
Blessed be blogging 🙂
Loved the way you built it up 🙂
Usha Pisharody said:
Though I’ve always wondered at this guilt (?) syndrome/ complex that women have, not just especially SAHMs, when they want to have a lazy Sunday or want to get out of the usual things they do. They should just go ahead and do it 🙂 🙂 Easier said than done, I guess. Still.
shail said:
I know Usha! The guilt, the guilt. Why ever do we feel that?!
shail said:
Danke, danke! 😀
vishalbheeroo said:
Hey Shail
Seems u had an awesome sunday. Cheers:)
shail said:
Awesome as in lazy? 😉 Cheers! 🙂
Roshni said:
I think I need to perfect the dulcet tone! 😛
shail said:
Haha. Seriously, you should, girl! 😛
Anonymously Disguised said:
Now you have made me crave for Biryani!! I can’t ask the husband to get one because this place doesn’t have a single decent one which means I will have to haul my lazy ass and make it for myself 😥 Talk about lazy you making us work hard on a sunday evening 😡
shail said:
What? You make Biriyani? Now you know what to make when I come over 😉
Santulan said:
Prawn Biryani?
wanderlustathome said:
Need to do this soon 🙂
shail said:
Errr…. and do blog about the results 😉
Sandhya Kumar said:
I can imagine how Luci greets you! Dogs have the magic to make our moods lift up. Their eyes and behavious makes us feel good. They say that we are the best friend for them. Nobody else can do that.
May cats also do that as soon as I come out from my room…they are so happy to see me! But once I give them their food, they are off to sleep!
‘ Her job is to litter the room as much as possible and thus keep her ‘slaves’ in shape!’ You can forget about your gym! Money saved!
You are lucky to have an L&M like him! Mine also does often but only when HE has mood…not when I don’t have mood to work!
Yes, blogging has immense benefits! Let me try once without the proverbial guilt feeling and do a write up!
shail said:
Really so! Dogs indeed have some magic mood-uplifting qualities. Nobody can give of themselves the way dogs do.
I agree with ‘when HE has the mood’. 😉
Santulan said:
A happy family together..
and aaahhh..who can say no to those dulcet tones?
shail said:
Lol, I don’t have it, but my grin makes up for the lack 😉 😛
www.wordssetmefreee.wordpress.com said:
Thanks Shail … I’ll add this to my long list of excuses for skipping cooking and picking up lunch:)
shail said:
Best wishes 😉 🙂
R's Mom said:
hahahaha! you and Luci and L&M are super cute 🙂
shail said:
Yea, we try to entertain 😉
Jas said:
wah! what a ploy and L & M such a sporty 🙂 what a lazy sunday.
shail said:
Lol, blogging is very handy to throw around at the right moment 😉
The British Asian Blog said:
Brilliant – it seemed you had a extremely good time and chilled Sunday.
shail said:
Thanks. Yes, it was a chilled Sunday 🙂
Rupertt Wind said:
Its seriously so cute and candid, Such hearty narration, lucky you 🙂
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shail said:
I agree I am. Thank you Rupert 🙂
cheerfultornado said:
Awww, this is such a cute post. What a joy it is to be so loved. 🙂
shail said:
Thanks CT. Indeed to love and be loved is what it is all about (thus speaks the true die-hard romantic at heart) 😀
Madhu said:
Have to confess i have perfected the art…..have many more years of practice after all 😀
shail said:
Haha! I started rather too late 😉
srikumaranmenon said:
Glad that you had a wonderful Sunday!!!……………
Unnichettan….
Amit said:
Haha! I have done that.
Wife – Why are you taking a leave again?
Me – I have to complete a short story for a competition.
The jaw drops.
shail said:
Haha!
Random Musings by Swati said:
Aha! the luxury to enjoy a lazy Sunday is only possible when N’s parents have got out somewhere — which is very rare. So it is a drill basically to get up by 7 latest as they need their cheering brews — chai. You sounded like N’s mom when you said you are listless without your morning cuppa.
Kudos to brilliant writing. P.S. Even if N does the cleaning his mom will find ways to nag me. the downside of living with N’s parents/
shail said:
Thank you and apologies for the late response. Indian mothers do have a thing about son’s doing anything for the wife. 🙄
Not all though, me for example (now that I am a mother-in-law!)