At times
it comes to mind…very repetitive question…why a lady of the house has no Sunday
off…do I qualify to ask such a question or………
Some may
qualify my thought as intriguing and some others may be doing a soft verbal
bashing under a deep breath.
My memory
recollects…spin the wheel back to those years when this carefree girl never
wanted or made any effort to enter the kitchen and what to speak…cooking and
serving a full meal for lunch or dinner…no way…a simple reply. But…time does so
much work…it even changes the mind of a rebellion…and then time brings into
life a house where there is this YOU standing alone to find out ways and means
to make life move on…to live life, have to eat…to eat, have to cook…and there
works the magic wand of time…
