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  • Five ingredients of a healthy air space at home.

    Five ingredients of a healthy air space at home.

    I open the door the house, it  has been shut for a fortnight, it smells  of moss. I can see a trail of ants moving some destination, the putrid smell of saprophyte is also there, I realize that there must be a dead lizard or worse a rodent. Keep the bag down I do the…

  • A Room Ay One’s Own

    A Room Ay One’s Own

    Today is A Room of One’s Own Day it was quite ridiculous I thought if we are talking about non-communication, sectarian and this is making it worse. But somewhere at the back of my mind a whisper emerged, remember Virginia Wolfe, and a Room of one’s own? “my marriage is bad, I need a place…

  • Who does the laundry?

    Bring up Bachelors… ‘Mom! Where are my fresh socks?’ ‘Didi! Why didn’t you scrub my shirt’s collar? It’s still grimy!’ ‘Dad! If you see mom ask her to keep my football uniform ready, I need it tomorrow!’ #ShareTheLoad the conversations quotes above have never happened in my house. be at my parents or at my…

  • Lets Wash The Dirty Linen.

    #ShareTheLoad “Few tasks are more like the torture of Sisyphus than housework, with its endless repetition: the clean becomes soiled, the soiled is made clean, over and over, day after day. The housewife wears herself out marking time: she makes nothing, simply perpetuates the present … Eating, sleeping, cleaning – the years no longer rise…

  • Laundry and 4,life lessons.

    Does sharing a load within the house hold lead to happier and better quality of household, of course it does, but it is just one part of the story. More I think is about acceptance and acknowledgement. Lets look at the very scenario that that the prompt talks about, the husband gets ready and the…

  • Shaaaring the load.. ah weay of life Absolutely top Notch – I have to say.

    I smiled a self satisfied smile, I had been shortlisted for the #Washbucket challenge, with the number of wash loads I do, I was sure I would have a lot to share.”   As I was planning the blog, I picked up the ringing phone, after which the next thing I know is I am in…