A normal day in a mother’s life

a page written on Mother’s day

Today was a normal day for me, I woke up had masala chai read few stories and slept, the weather was balmy and the sky looked drunk, I even wrote a poem about it, later my son wished me for mother’s day that was the beginning and end of it.

I cooked Chicken biryani for lunch and shared about it here later I used that face mask which was waiting to be picked as soon as I plastered it on my face and set the timer for 15 minutes there was notification for group video call from my sisters. I had to talk to them. I spoke to them with the mask which kept slipping, later I brewed tea because suddenly I was feeling too good about myself. I offered my tired soul a cup of tea and later did a diy mask for my hair because it was resembling dried grass.

Today is the day I sorted my body and soul and later saw a episode of Valeria alone because I can’t watch it with son. After that few minutes of news which depressed me, few minutes of bollywood songs, another round of chai and now as I write this —

I am waiting for dinner and no I am not cooking, there’s leftover biryani.

If you feel I didn’t celebrate life or didn’t do what I was supposed to do today you can judge me, for me it was a day which was just like any other day. I read, wrote, cooked and took care of my self.