Thursday, February 21, 2008

Women are phenomenal!

Last day I got the following forward:

Mum and Dad were watching TV when Mum said, "I'm tired, and it's getting late. I think I'll go to bed." She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's lunches. Rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the freezer for supper the following evening, checked the cereal box levels, filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on the table and started the coffee pot for rewing the next morning. She then put some wet clothes in the dryer, put a load of clothes into the washer, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button. She picked up the game pieces left on the table, put the phone back on the charger and put the telephone book into the drawer. She watered the plants, emptied a wastebasket and hung up a towel to dry. She yawned and stretched and headed for the bedroom. She stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted out some cash for the excursion and pulled a text book out from hiding under the chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend, addressed and stamped the envelope and wrote a quick note for the grocery store. She put both near herbag Mum then washed her face with 3 in 1 cleanser, put on her Night Solution & age fighting moisturizer, brushed and flossed her teeth and filed her nails. Dad called out, "I thought you were going to bed." "I'm on my way," she said. She put some water into the dog's dish and put the cat outside, then made sure the doors were locked and the patio light was on. She looked in on each of the kids and turned out their bedside lamps and radios, hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks into the hamper, and had a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework. In her own room, she set the alarm; laid out clothing for the next day, straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to her 6 most important things to do list. She said her prayers, and visualized the accomplishment of her goals. About that time, Dad turned off the TV and announced to no one in particular. "I'm going to bed." And he did...without another thought. Anything extraordinary here? Wonder why women live longer...? 'CAUSE THEY ARE MADE FOR THE LONG HAUL...... (And they can't die sooner they still have things to do!!!!)

When I read through this post, I just remembered one person - My mother-in-law (my new mom!). I always wonder at the way she efficiently handles things and does her work without being tired. She is always early to rise than the sun and does everything in a jiffy very systematically. she is definitely one of the best of home makers I have seen to date (apart from my mom). To be proactive!! This must be learnt from her.
However, in general, women are defenitely masters in multi-tasking. There are women who travel from Pune to Mumbai (3 hrs of commute) for work and then manage their homes. Isn't it amazing!! ??? My energy level drops down after Wednesday - I go into a trance because my eyes start craving for rest and a weekend where I can sleep late! As I travel in the local train train ladies compartment that echoes with incessant chatters of working women, I wonder how they could save the energy for this too. Indeed, its a case of juggling elephants with one hand.
Women in Mumbai surprise me with their undefiable spirit. Except for their loud mouths and rudeness, I admire them for the way they try to make both ends meet. Mumbai turned out to be the rudest city in some survey (In fact, a survey was not necessary!). With the conditions provided, I feel that the people are not rude just because they want to be brats; the life is too busy and they become frustrated with long commutes and additional resposibilities. Women, having a high bp level and short temper, outdo men in shouting and pushing and cursing each other. No wonder, the generation that follows is rude becos the "rude gene" is automatically incorporated by birth (Mad theory of mine).

The truth: I don't want a busy life where I don't have time for anything :(. Mumbai scares me and never allows me to sleep.

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