Last Sunday at Home....Bread Rolls and Accounts

The day started off with my getting up at 7:30 “sharp” in the morning. Unusual, because I am an early bird. Now normally when I get up after 7 in the morning, my mom shouts and yells at me, heaves a million angry words on me and says how lazy and lethargic I have become…(considering the fact that with the rising inflation in the Indian economy…my tummy has also started inflating)

To my surprise, my mom did not shout today. She just came up to me, and in a silent voice said,” Bahut achchha kar raha hai, jeevan mein bahut pragati karega!!!!”… I was surprised that why didn’t my mother start in the usual way. But even before I could get hold of my real eyes (my specs, for I am blind without them), I knew that my mom had not changed. She then started shouting at me, the usual way. I hurriedly got up and rushed to the washroom, not perhaps due to the emergency call of the Nature, but to fend myself from my mom’s wrath…

The newspapers had come (newspapers…plural…because we take 5 of them on Sundays…). My mother’s anger had not ceded. The scene between me and my mummy is just like the usual Tom and Jerry show, with me being poor Jerry.

“Kahaan management karne jaa raha hai!!! Kya management padhega!!! Jisko apna time manage karna nahin aata, who kya manage karega!!!” , she said, in her tone which told me that she was still angry at my being a late riser for the day…… I knew I had no way to escape…

Time: Sunday Afternoon (from 2:30 onwards)

I was working in my papa’s laptop, making some documents for him, preparing some Income & Expenditure statement, Capital Account statement and the big one—the Balance Sheet.

With so many numbers and figures…and debit/credit, assets/liabilities and all those Greek terms, my head was in a tizzy!!! I have made several Balance Sheets, and my achievement lies in the fact that I have never been able to equate the Assets and Liabilities side of the Balance Sheet (any “jaankaar” of basic Accounts would tell you that this is a must, otherwise your Balance Sheet is flawed). And the worst thing is, both my parents are exponents in Accountancy… My dad is a CA… and mom is an M.Com. And poor me… an ordinary Electrical Engineer and would be MBA (from IIMA…yes that is the only thing I have to flaunt about myself). They just don’t understand why I can’t “understand” Accounts. Whenever I make mistakes in Accounts, my mom just pounces on me… laughs at me and says to my dad,” Haha, kya management karega(the same old thing)…isko to Accounts bhi nahin aata….Rupaya-paisa kaise sambhalega?? Isko to koi bhi budhdhhu bana dega… Lallu kahiin ka!!!”

It is a different matter though that I often deliberately make mistakes … just in order to make my mom smile and laugh… for the simple reason that she is the one whom I actually love in my life…for she is someone who has sacrificed everything..Her happiness..her joys…even her career… just for the sake of her children… that is for the two “nalayaks” and “monkeys”.

I know even if I try my best, I can never repay her the love that she has showered on me… but yes…wow…she is ready with my favourite bread rolls… it is simple in preparation… and one of my favourite snacks… and I gobbled up 4 large pieces…even though my tummy was not so demanding…

Now my mom started saying,” IIMA mein jayega to theek se rahega to?? Thik se khaana peena karega to?? Doodh do time peena… fruits khana… zyaada junk food mat khana… hey Ram!!! Kaise manage karega?? Budhdhhu sa to hai…”.

I got somewhat irritated and said, ”ooff!!! I am 23 years old!!! I am gonna study management at IIMA!!! Why are you doing like this?? I am grown up!!!”

To this she said, “arey tu kitna bhi bada kyun na ho jaye…mere liye hamesha budhdhhu bachcha hi rahega”

Wow!!! I wish every Sunday were like that…