One Human Day

My day begins anywhere between the hours of noon and 3 or 4 pm. However, today, it began at 7 am when the Security guard rang the doorbell.

My building is being repaired and prepared for Monsoons.

'You need to park your car somewhere else, M'am. The workers are working near your car parking and debris might fall on your car, you need to come with me right now.'

Now, when you live where I live, you cannot leave your house in pajamas and slippers, not even if your house is on fire, not even if there's an apocalypse. You need to be dressed orderly.

I grabbed the car keys and left my house without washing my face or fixing my hair, looking all disoriented. Hurriedly took the elevator expecting no one to be awake this early in the morning.

'You look unwell, are you alright?' comes a familiar sound. I turn back to see my childhood crush standing there baffled.

I hadn't seen him in years! Apparently, some people like to wake up early in the morning to play soccer.

Why couldn't he see me last night when I was looking all pretty in my little black dress or the other day when I wore a classy top highlighting my décolletage?

The harm was done anyway, so I thought of grabbing some spare money from the car to go out and buy ice cream. Ice cream always makes the day. I ran to the nearest In and Out, but it was closed. I had to wait 20 minutes for him to open the store.

Magnum is some expensive shit that I have been contemplating buying for some time. What better day than today, I bought two. Let my brother also have ice cream for breakfast.

Rang the doorbell. No one opened. Rang the doorbell twice, yet no one answered. My parents are out on their after-vacation vacations, so it was just my brother and me at home. My brother was sleeping soundly and there was no way I could wake him up just by ringing the doorbell.

I sat on the stairs watching my expensive breakfast melt, waiting for my brother to wake up. I couldn't eat the ice creams myself because I hadn't brushed my teeth.

For lunch, I cooked Dal (lentils soup) and spiced rice. I make a decent Dal except for the occasional switch up between fennel seeds and cumin seeds.

Pro tip- Do not place your hand on the stove while trying to light it up. That one's on me, I'm a total klutz.

I needed the family recipe for flavored rice, so I called up Mum.

But how can one take recipes from someone who says, "You'll know when it's done, dear", in her recipe. "I don't Ma, therefore I called you."

Anyway, so I poured a shit load of cloves instead of two, as required in the recipe. Lunch was crazy.

It was a sunny day and perfect weather for doing the laundry. My washing machine comes with a built-in dryer, but sometimes, I avoid using it and let the clothes air dry in the sun. Electricity is cheap here, the intention is not to save money on power; the intention is to save power.

I was done with two loads and hung all the clothes on the line outside my window.

I came after an hour to see all the clothes drenched in dirty water.

The workers were cleaning window sheds of upper floors and as a consequence of which all the dirty water fell on my freshly washed clothes.

Angrily, I intercommed the manager immediately and asked him why didn't he put up a notice that they were working on this side of the building and clothes were not to be hanged today.

"I put up a notice on Tuesday", he responded.

"Yes, I read that notice, and therefore didn't wash them on Tuesday, but today. It's Saturday today!".

"Oh yea, I forgot to put up a notice today", he replied.

I had to redo the laundry, using the dryer this time, which means, I used twice the power, had I used the dryer the first time.

A kind friend had offered me to take out for dinner due to my unfortunate exam results. I was excited to go out today.

More so, I was excited to wear my favorite dress.

Sometimes, I thrift shop and pick out some beautiful statement pieces.

I wear them once a few years.

Not only did I wear my dress backside front, I realized that I had been to the same restaurant wearing the same dress a few years ago!

This is not me being petty over repeating a dress.

It is a culmination of all that happened today that makes me wonder if I am an undeserving human who is put on this planet just so that God can play pranks and have a pleasant time laughing at me.

Please, can I have One Human Day? I am not expecting rainbows and unicorns. But a normal Human Day just like everyone else.

Let's thank my sponsors for believing in me when even I don't believe in myself. You guys are the best:)!