Sloppy Sundays will be reserved for casual, low-effort posts (yes, an excuse to be lazy), guest posts, or as today goes, special days which fall on Sunday!
Hooo boy, what a day it has been!
You know, you watch your mum work in the kitchen and think, “Huh, that doesn’t look too difficult. She’s just boiling water and putting the whole shebang of spices in it! Why does she ever complain of being tired?”
Let me tell you, it’s way more complicated than that.
My 9 years old sister had been pestering me for Mother’s Day gift ideas for a while, but I had a different plan in mind. “Why don’t we take over the cooking for one day?”
The day has ended with a very slight burn on my right index finger, a lot of happy faces, and, thankfully, no ashes of a burnt-down house.
At the stroke of midnight, my sister presented mumma with a card (which is both cringy and ridiculously adorable) and thereafter we banned her entry to the kitchen till the next stroke of midnight.
Of course, I’m the best cook in the house. By which I mean all I know how to make is tea and Maggi noodles. Breakfast was a modest affair with butter and jam sandwiches paired with tea, while I myself had a peanut butter one. My sister and I broke a few pieces of bread trying to spread the butter on them, but hey, it was a success and papa was able to leave for office on time!
Lunch was more of a challenge. The dal (pulses) I cooked were too soaked in oil and too thin even with maternal guidance (which I tried to keep to a minimum), but the rice was perfect. Success again! Of course, we agreed to buy dinner from outside though, papa’s favourite chhole-bhature.
Snacks were special as sis and I made a cooker cake from Polka Puffs! Actually, we made two because we didn’t have a container big enough to make one cake. And of course, what do you do when you make a cake as a cake amateur? Smear it in Hershey’s syrup instead of frosting! One got burnt on the outside but somehow it was still amazing vanilla-flavoured goodness inside, so it was a crunchy cake? I recommend burning your cake on the outside. The other one broke while taking it out, but it’s the taste that matters, right?
At least, I sincerely hope it is.
My mother almost went mad out of boredom as she had nothing to do! She caught up on some soap operas, ate broken food, and generally just had a day off, and I’m just glad I was able to give a little holiday to someone who makes my own holidays comfortable.
My body is giving up right now though. The amount of time I spend on my phone went from over 8 hours to 1. I don’t know how she handles it everyday. She knows how thankful I am for who she is and what she does, so I’ll just say here that I love you, mumma.
You’re the most resilient and strongest person I know, and yet the most understanding and gentle at the same time. I hope you know how much I appreciate all that you do for me and our family, especially after today. I can only hope to be half the person you are.
So, happy mother’s day to you, and to all the wonderful mums who come across this post. Have a cake, celebrate yourself! Tell me if you did anything special today in the comments!