After a very busy week Im back again to my normal boring life of facing the routine in the house. The chores dont bore me but the people I'm with. I have blessings and curses in the house. Our loveable pets are around me with unquestionable loyalty. Our youngest sister is also in the house like a curse I want to unhex. Everybody stretch their patience to the limit to maintain harmony in the household. When the rule becomes upside down you feel uneasy and strange. Have you seen a mother following her daughter's every whim and being shouted at? Well, our youngest sister enjoy doing that to our mother. If only stares can kill I could have done that long ago. But I cannot even hurt a cockroach. Sometimes mercy is weakness.
