Just another Day …

Whatever has happened to the days when children listened to their parents, she thought aloud. She had only one kid, and her mother had four including her. And yet she felt her mother had an easier job of controlling all the four compared to the only one she had. She forgot what it was to have some time for herself. She loved her only son and dotted on him a little too much more than she could care to admit. Sometimes she felt, if he had a sibling probably it wouldn’t have been this bad and he would have learned to adjust. She always wanted another child, but she knew the circumstances and the financial stability is against it. What with everyday rising price of commodities in the market, she dared not think of her son’s school fees in another two years. When she told her mother her son’s fees her mother’s mouth had wide open and told her ” We didn’t even pay half this amount for your college fees, I tell you these people are trying to take advantage of the fact that you will do anything for your lone son, this is fleecing “. From then she knew it’s better not discuss such thing with her mother. She doesn’t realize things have taken a turn in the past years. Inflation was at it’s peak. And the common man had to pay the grunt of all the political mishap the government did.

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It was just a day in her life. And most of her days were like this too. Hurrying and finishing up all house chores and packing off her husband and her son before she herself rushed off to her work place. She loved the time she got in the metro her half an hour of solace and her ‘ Me ‘ time. She took a metro to reach her work place and this where for a change she observed others life. And somehow this kept her entertained more than the sitcoms in TV.

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Life was not exactly what she bargained for, but she didn’t mind it so much too. A lot has happened since her days as a child herself. She remembered how she just wanted to be a grown up when she was a kid. Now she would give anything to have her innocent childhood back again. It’s an irony that we always want the exact opposite of what we have, she thought. These thoughts had clouded her mind by the time Metro reached the destination and she got out and became a part of the crowd and blended in as one with them and thousand such thoughts were hanging on top of each head in the crowd. It’s just another day in an average person’s life anywhere…

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Anamika …

 

Author: anamikaisblogging

Uhmm! What do I say abt myself. Love to read, write, watch tons of movies and loves music. Educated enough to enlighten a few things to a few some who shows the interest to listen. This is me in a nutshell. Will let out little by little, like the cat out of the bag. Ok I think it's time to let out one more passion of mine, which I as much love as writing, and that is cooking. Trying out different new recipies with a slight variation added of mine makes my culinary skills a little adventurous cuisine.

15 thoughts on “Just another Day …”

  1. Wow just wow… this depiction of actual society i feel it..
    Inflation badi kamini cheez hai… iske wazah se log bache paitha karna chod dethe hain… true that life is not exactly we expected… it will never be..

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  2. I was going to say wow, but it looks like someone else beat me too it. My second thought…just lovely. I’m a huge fan of just another day in “average” peoples lives. They aren’t so average to me. Heart warming post. I’m sure it can’t be easy, Ana, but there is beauty in your words. You are definitely not so “average.” You were God created with care. I’m glad our paths have crossed. ❀

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  3. Hehehe Teens … You can still say Wow… I don’t mind it πŸ˜‰. Thank you for the lovely response. Yes an average day isn’t average anymore in these days. Thank you for so much boosting and yes definitely I am thankful to God for making our paths meet in this platform. You take care. And hey Teens you are the best 😊

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