Husband home alone

quot;Well I understand! You mean you need an holiday too! When are you planning to go home?quot;

She had that broad smile on her face,quot;You are so sweet. Next week, if you can arrange the ticket?quot;

quot;Well, let me see. But don8217;t you think you will get bored there? And I will miss you!quot;

quot;Oh, come on dear, I will miss you too. But then mummy and daddy will be there, and the kids will have a nice time. I will also have some rest.quot;quot;Oh, sure, I won8217;t mind. quot; never argue with your wife when you love her!.

The D-day eventually came. She had given a lot of instructions on what was to be the breakfast, and what to cook and all such matters. I just nodded, quot;Ok, now you don8217;t worry about all these things, you know I am an expert cook, aren8217;t I?quot;

quot; I know it very well, and that is why I am more worried,quot; she teased me.Well, she was off to her native place. On the first day, as usual, I was still in bed waiting for my bed tea! There was a knock at the door, it was the the milk-walla. It suddenly struck me that for the next thirty days, I am in sole charge of the entire house. It gave me some sort of satisfaction. Well I thought to myself, quot;I will prove it to her that I can live without a woman in the house! I can look after myself.quot; I set the milk to boil and wondered what should be the day8217;s menu. I should be leaving the house at 10.30 a.m., and it is already 8.30 a.m. With a sudden jolt I realised that something had gone wrong, a glance towards the kitchen revealed that half the milk was spilt on the floor! I had a quick flashback on how I used to shout at my wife when the same incident happened to her. I just consoled myself, well it was a mistake, I will be more careful in future. The time was running fast, I had not taken a bath, nor brushed my teeth, and there were a lot of other things to do too, like cleaning thehouse, and washing the dishes. Well I casually excused myself from all this, no cleaning no washing, no breakfast. I had the milk, with some boiled eggs, and so there was no milk left for tea. For lunch, I decided to eat out, after all, it is only the first day. Eventually I ended having both lunch and dinner outside that day.

The second day, I got up late, with no time to read the newspapers. I just had a quick shower and was off to the office.

The entire week passed by with the same routine. I never tried cooking even once. This way the week-end eventually came and I decided to have a feast alone. I bought chicken and cooked rice. When I tried to prepare the chicken, I realised that there was no onion or lasun among other ingredients. So I darted back to the market, bought, all the necessities. I started cooking , and to my intense irritation I could not find the chicken masala. 8217;Where is the chicken masala,8221; I groaned. I finally found the empty packet! Off I went to the market for the second time, and finally the preparation was cooked in three hours! By this time I got bored, and exhausted and was left with no appetite. When I settled down to eat, the chicken curry had no salt in it !

I decided not to cook at all. I would have to find some mess where I could have my lunch. That evening I called my wife and lovingly asked, quot; Dear, when will you be back!quot;