Mouna M

Drama Others

4  

Mouna M

Drama Others

The Thankless

The Thankless

3 mins
24.4K


I woke up in the morning, and told myself, oh no! not again. There's no "me time" now, it's only everybody's time. Even if you wake up 5 minutes late, everything goes topsy turvy.. I cursed myself for getting up late today.


After freshening myself up, I started cleaning up the house with a broom and a mop, I realised how thankless I was towards my maid, Rani, who used to work in 5 houses and still managed to have a smile in spite of my scoldings sometimes in my mind and many times, on the face. "Hey, Rani, go down under the TV stand, there's so much of dust out there, which you haven't touched since months together, which I myself was unable to do because of my weight. I couldn't manage cleaning my entire house like how she did.


Next task was washing up the vessels, which I never used to like from childhood. There were 2 tubs mocking at me. I started scrubbing them with a new scrubber, which I had saved it from long time, this seemed like a never ending task for me. I remembered my maid, Rani, who used to manage washing 3 tubs of vessels with the old scrubber, which I had discarded in the dustbin. I still don't know as to why I refused to give Rani the new scrubber. Finally, my task was over. Tears rolled down my eyes when I looked at the washed vessels, which wore a sad face because they were not shining like how they used to when Rani used to wash them.


My task list goes on like that of Big Boss' I took bath and remembered that I had to wash the toilet, which I did unwillingly, the results were pathetic. I guess I had to take back my words wherein I had scolded Rani that the tiles were unclean, but if at all Rani returns after the lockdown, I am sure, she would repeat the same words to me.


Finally, after the Pooja, I entered the kitchen and started with the most challenging job, the cooking job. Somehow I cut my finger while chopping the veggies, which was expected of me because Rani used to cut the vegetables for me everyday. I told myself, it served me right because with the perfection that Rani used to cut the vegetables, not one day had she complained of a cut.


Finally, the dining table was set for breakfast. I called out for my family who were busy either on the phone or laptop to have breakfast. Here's a glimpse of our conversation,

Husband: How many times did I tell you not to make dosa, it's so much of calories.

First Child: Mamma why it's not crispy?

Second child: Mom I have online classes now, can you feed me, please, don't get that potato stuff.

Mother-in-law: Bahu, the dosa doesn't taste like how you made the other day.

Father-in-law: is there anything else to eat Bahu?

Myself: (in my mind) I remembered my mom's advice, listen to everyone, love everyone, care for everyone. I could never be like her, but still on my way to be one.


I remembered how Rani used to like the cold and refrigerated leftovers that I used to serve her with, not even a morsel was left by her. I went inside the kitchen screaming in my mind, someone please ask me too, I need a break.


I remembered my maid, Rani. It's just a matter of a few days, this too shall pass.......


And I am looking forward to meeting Rani, no not to say 'thank you' but to tell her how thankless I was towards not only her, but the list goes on and on...the gatekeeper, the garbage picker, the watchman, the vegetable vendor, the milk man, the newspaper boy, the gas cylinder delivery guy, the dhobi, the tailor, ...........etc.


Yours, from thankless to thankful...



Rate this content
Log in

Similar english story from Drama