Yesterday my neighbor remarked that it was only people like us who bothered to spend money to have someone come over and do a thorough cleaning of the yard every month. It rains a lot where I live and grass and bushes grow, and trees put out branches full of fresh green leaves in the blink of an eye.
It was hard not to miss the slight scorn in what otherwise appeared to be a compliment. After all you stay in rented premises, so why bother? A friend told me how her cousin was amazed that she took pains to keep the house squeaky clean, even the nooks and crannies, when that house was ‘only’ family quarters allotted by the army for the duration of a couple of years. ‘Are you crazy?’ the cousin presumably asked her, ‘It is not your own and you’ll have to leave in a few more months!”
I don’t understand people like my neighbor and my friend’s cousin and many more with similar outlook who think if something is not your own, it need not be kept clean or cared for. Like I told my neighbor, “Excuse me! I LIVE here!”
©Shail Mohan 2016
Day 14 NaBloPoMo 2016