Hi, so I'm in the bed ready to retire for the day. I'm running high fever... but i have to note these down, else u know about my memory.
SO, i come home by 6.30 and keep asking her if i have to buy cough syrup for her and sunil and she as expected says no. then i take out the purse and say, I'm going to buy one small bottle for emergency in the house. but, classic MIL, she insist on her answer.
And then after keeping my bag inside i asked her if any vegetable is needed.. her reaction was- mmm... what? no... ya, she said it coldly. but i rubbed it from my memory.
Then i quickly get changed and go there and wash few utensils that were left. she asked me if i need coffee i can make it. well thanks for that, bitch... i say no.
Then after washing i realize that I'm not well, (me: why god why, every time i plan to do something u make me sick)
So, i sat in the sofa(hall) and then she as expected is not in home - goes out. and then she come back fast (man, is she the busiest person on earth?) so, then she takes out this atta to make alu paratha. i offer to help her make the dough, she said i will clean it and give. ME- i will clean it. then i do some work)(cleaning the dough) (not without her, superiority complex disturbing me, of course only she knows how to do a work, we all are ass holes here) and then she start to pour water in it and mixes. Me - give me i will mix it. after some attitude flying here and there and asking her couple of times, she gives it to me. ( again not without her supiriority complex) finally i finish it and closed. She of course ran off to outside. when she comes back, i asked her if i will do the paratha now, or later. She - sunil will come now, so make for him n keep. then with her interference all the time. i make 5 paratha, and when i turn, she is not there for along time. she got missed call, sunil came. but she is no where.
i start to cook it. and server him, prepare curd , peper salt. and then she says - u want to make for u guys now or later? eat hot, else it wont be nice. but my health was taking a toll of me, so anyways i say - i will make now.. and struggle to roll the paratha and when in done with 3 of them, she finishes eating and started cooking them. i made 5 for us, and told her i will continue cooking. then she went.
And then i come and sit in sofa... man i was running high fever by this time. i wear a sweater and sit.
i sit and i sit, he came by 9. and then i kept plate and we ate.. 2.5 was too much for me, and 3 was too much for him.
anyways, we finish eating, i cleaned the table, asked him if he wasn't to drink the rasam - his habit, when rice is not served. after giving him rasam. i wash utensils and clean kitchen and table.
Asked MIL if she wants Coffee or hot water - by this time, all by training was doing down and i was losing my temper. and as usual she said no with this big fucking attitude. Any ways fuck her.\
And he didn't finish his rasam. get lost man, i cant stand anymore. so i came to room to write this.
And two notes -
1. i was horribly scared for this day, well i made the plan, but i was shit sacred to execute it. i was giving myself many pep talks. I'm doing this for the country, I'm a spy, even if i die, i will die here, i will not reveal the secret- well it means nothing just a pep talk. But my scardness could have given me fever. i was shit scraed.
2. She was going out again n again to help a lady down stair for grinding rice dough.
SO, i come home by 6.30 and keep asking her if i have to buy cough syrup for her and sunil and she as expected says no. then i take out the purse and say, I'm going to buy one small bottle for emergency in the house. but, classic MIL, she insist on her answer.
And then after keeping my bag inside i asked her if any vegetable is needed.. her reaction was- mmm... what? no... ya, she said it coldly. but i rubbed it from my memory.
Then i quickly get changed and go there and wash few utensils that were left. she asked me if i need coffee i can make it. well thanks for that, bitch... i say no.
Then after washing i realize that I'm not well, (me: why god why, every time i plan to do something u make me sick)
So, i sat in the sofa(hall) and then she as expected is not in home - goes out. and then she come back fast (man, is she the busiest person on earth?) so, then she takes out this atta to make alu paratha. i offer to help her make the dough, she said i will clean it and give. ME- i will clean it. then i do some work)(cleaning the dough) (not without her, superiority complex disturbing me, of course only she knows how to do a work, we all are ass holes here) and then she start to pour water in it and mixes. Me - give me i will mix it. after some attitude flying here and there and asking her couple of times, she gives it to me. ( again not without her supiriority complex) finally i finish it and closed. She of course ran off to outside. when she comes back, i asked her if i will do the paratha now, or later. She - sunil will come now, so make for him n keep. then with her interference all the time. i make 5 paratha, and when i turn, she is not there for along time. she got missed call, sunil came. but she is no where.
i start to cook it. and server him, prepare curd , peper salt. and then she says - u want to make for u guys now or later? eat hot, else it wont be nice. but my health was taking a toll of me, so anyways i say - i will make now.. and struggle to roll the paratha and when in done with 3 of them, she finishes eating and started cooking them. i made 5 for us, and told her i will continue cooking. then she went.
And then i come and sit in sofa... man i was running high fever by this time. i wear a sweater and sit.
i sit and i sit, he came by 9. and then i kept plate and we ate.. 2.5 was too much for me, and 3 was too much for him.
anyways, we finish eating, i cleaned the table, asked him if he wasn't to drink the rasam - his habit, when rice is not served. after giving him rasam. i wash utensils and clean kitchen and table.
Asked MIL if she wants Coffee or hot water - by this time, all by training was doing down and i was losing my temper. and as usual she said no with this big fucking attitude. Any ways fuck her.\
And he didn't finish his rasam. get lost man, i cant stand anymore. so i came to room to write this.
And two notes -
1. i was horribly scared for this day, well i made the plan, but i was shit sacred to execute it. i was giving myself many pep talks. I'm doing this for the country, I'm a spy, even if i die, i will die here, i will not reveal the secret- well it means nothing just a pep talk. But my scardness could have given me fever. i was shit scraed.
2. She was going out again n again to help a lady down stair for grinding rice dough.
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