Comedy of eRrOrS

A Mother is indeed the most special gift by the God, often considered as His messenger; helping us all whenever needed, wherever we are!

But we all take many things in life for granted, especially our Mom and the efforts she puts in to groom us as a good human being.

These are the lines from school which I tend to recall many times.

Not that I read any moral science book! But these lines flash up in front of me whenever I see my Mom; working doing things so that my younger brother n I get them before handed, inspite of herself being exhausted all day through! Her dedication towards home and sincerity to prevent any inconvenience to her children often make me do things for her.

Though I am not as good at house hold work as I might be with patients on the dental chair! I always try keeping my things tidy, mind it I always TRY! But some or the other things ruin my efforts. Every sincere effort of mine turns to be a blunder and later a great comedy! Comedy of errors!

By the way I am not the only one at my place complicating things. My younger brother, who actually doesn’t seem to be younger anymore (has crossed even my height), is an equal credit holder in every act to impress Mom.

Yesterday, when I was back from the college, my mom as usual was busy working though already exhausted. So my little brother and I decided to try our hand in the kitchen. We both declared to be The Chef for the evening. The stepping stone was to convince dad initially to bear with us! This was actually not that difficult when compared to the work we took on our shoulders!

                                                                

                                                                 

So even dad joined our mission dinner! And we divided the work; bhai took the responsibility of preparing curry; Dad agreed to cook the vegetables and I was left with the job of chappati making! What goodness all three out of 4 members were in the kitchen! Three out of 4 burners were blowing as if it’s the Master Chef finale going on. And I was almost convinced to be one until something happened!

The oil dispenser was short of oil in it, and so brought in the bottle from the bottle holding unit to fill in. Suddenly my brother shouts in! Di not this one! I managed to stop the first drop to run into the container, wondering what’s wrong with it. He then added its not the bottle I intend to bring, instead had acid in it!

P.S- the draining area next to kitchen tend to pose problem, especially when our careless maid dumps in some or the other thing into the draining hole. And she advocates clearing that clog only using acid, which she got in a similar “2.5L bottle of Sundrop Oil” this time.

I took a breath of relief, wondering and appreciating my brother’s presence of mind and that he pays so much attention at home!

Well all is well that ends well. Dinner was good, enjoyed the stuff and had a merry family time last night. This was not the end indeed.

Today morning I stayed back at home. Thought would be able to spare some time to study for the exams coming next week. But again my helping hand was ahead of my idea to study. And bhai supported the cause.

The maid had again clogged the drain, which we realized after she left. My brother and I decided to take over a plumbing session! As I was about to pump out the things off it, my brother get an idea. He added, “Ahh! Di how about using acid to clear the clog!” and I like a proud sister, impressed by the fact, my brother is getting wiser day by day agreed to him.

He handed that bottle, which last night I was about to pour into the pan! I looked upon him with a doubt, “Are you sure bhai? Lets ask mom about it once!”. He added, “Trust me Di, I know it’s the right choice!”. I agreed to him because it was his vacations going on and he has been at home for more hours than me!

We started with our work. The bottle was tilted and the semitransparent liquid flowed out of it into the drain. As I was pouring it in, I remembered the experiments I use to do in my chemistry lab when in school. How that rotten egg smell of sulphur(in sulphuric acid) and pungent chlorine(in hydrochloric acid) use frown my head ! Suddenly gathered that the one in my hand was almost odorless in contrast! And surprisingly sticky too!!!

By the time I realized my mistake, I had almost poured a litre and a half of the bottle. I had a furious look on my face when my brother asked me, “any problem?” !!! Damn! We had poured in 1.5L of the actual refined oil into the drain thinking it to be ACID!!!!

The clog instead of clearing up, turned that area into something like a pond, filled with water!

But Mum would be Mum, she still had that decent pleasing smile on her face as we were struggling to overcome the blunder! Her cool way of considering our experiments and the unconditional love always inspire me to work. No matter how comedy they turn out to be, they always leave an awesome memory to me. Every time I make such silly errors, I feel like a little kid exploring the world and mom teaching me the lessons of life.

This, many a times inspires and teaches me to adopt great patience as her. And regarding my efforts to impress her, are still in process. Well as they say a single go success is not that satisfying. I am actually waiting in for mine in this case.