It had been another busy day at work, hurried lunch, a couple of meetings and brainstorming sessions with her team to resolve the critical issues that never failed to pop up when one was already neck deep in the sink-hole called work. The saving grace that day had been the light traffic in the city which meant her ride home had been a mere thirty minutes as against the usual two full hours of spent amidst blaring horns.
In the lift she made a quick mental note of adding 'Maggi Noodles' to her grocery list, it had been her magic dinner at midnight the past few days. As she unlocked her door she was welcomed by an unusual sight, a sparkling clean home. More surprise awaited her as her usually overflowing wash pile greeted her in clean folds. The past few weeks had been more of a haze with her coming home just to plonk herself on the bed for a couple of hours before heading back to the grind of office. She felt as if her fairy godmother had decided to finally visit her in answer to her fervent prayers as the aroma of her favorite meal was wafting in from the kitchen. The magic had worked on her dishes too, they were all washed and dried and stacked in their respective holders.
She was surprised and scared at the same time as to who was behind all of this. She had one set of keys while the security desk had the other set. No one could enter her home without her being notified on her phone by the security. She was sure she had not received any such call that day. She would have remembered it despite her hectic schedule. Her racing mind stopped in its tracks when the Beatles began crooning on her phone-
"Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine!!
I need to laugh and when the sun is out,
I've got something I can laugh about..."
It was time to wake up to the grind.
In the lift she made a quick mental note of adding 'Maggi Noodles' to her grocery list, it had been her magic dinner at midnight the past few days. As she unlocked her door she was welcomed by an unusual sight, a sparkling clean home. More surprise awaited her as her usually overflowing wash pile greeted her in clean folds. The past few weeks had been more of a haze with her coming home just to plonk herself on the bed for a couple of hours before heading back to the grind of office. She felt as if her fairy godmother had decided to finally visit her in answer to her fervent prayers as the aroma of her favorite meal was wafting in from the kitchen. The magic had worked on her dishes too, they were all washed and dried and stacked in their respective holders.
She was surprised and scared at the same time as to who was behind all of this. She had one set of keys while the security desk had the other set. No one could enter her home without her being notified on her phone by the security. She was sure she had not received any such call that day. She would have remembered it despite her hectic schedule. Her racing mind stopped in its tracks when the Beatles began crooning on her phone-
"Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine
Good day sunshine!!
I need to laugh and when the sun is out,
I've got something I can laugh about..."
It was time to wake up to the grind.