Lockdown days are like…

One...two...three...wake up, Good morning Pragya, her room is all golden, sun rays above her eyes disturbing her vision. “Oh wow, yesterday I think someone said she will wake up at 5, but now she is relaxed waking at 10”, ya she is her mother in her satirical avatar, her natural alarm who doesn’t bother waking her up in this lockdown because she know what else will Pragya do after waking up, nothing. And this is her everyday praise from the mother, proud of herself (fake sobbing). Pragya has engraved her shame somewhere she doesn't remember, she smiles and quickly leaves the room. Ok, from next day no more insult ok, Pragya? Good! She tells herself, but she knows her soul is giggling inside as this is “the most repeated epic joke of my entire life’’ and this will continue for days she can’t calculate now, she has given calculating lockdown time, some 65 days after it started. After she washed her face, she is feeling fresh and tea is her everyday favourite freshener, Mom tee...ea...aa….( slows her voice) dad is already at the table and mom has started serving the meal, she grins and slowly sits down. Mr. Father starts , “ Are you feeling hungry?, Isn’t 14 hours of sleep enough ?’’ That’s great , now since father have added spark to mother firecracker, she will now listen to her lullaby, (turns other side), “Other than filling latrine, I don’t see her doing any work, how shamelessly people eat without having to do anything, laborers are dying out of hunger, I think I should serve this food to the deserving rather than a plastic pet in our house, Mrs. X’s daughter helps her in every household and look at my daughter, she feels she is a princess and we are her servants, what a kalyug, her servant for absolute no payments, (Amazing, insult no. 2, wait are you counting? Please don’t, there are infinite insults, but acceptance is the key to happiness ( devil giggle inside her) As the DARK series says, “The beginning is the end and the end is the beginning”, are you wondering why this dialogue? Just utilizing something she has on her mind right now . Anything she remembers now is series, she has almost forgotten her own number, forgotten textbooks. So anyway after lots of thunder raging eye looks, dad’s muted atom bomb accompanied with undetectable looks and her guilty soul became successful enough to forcibly ( forcibly, point to be noted) make her wash utensils. Her only workout routine , standing in one place, deflecting 90 degree and 120 degree like a compass. Yeah, she has grown fat with my fatty tissues, massive growth and multiplication on her stomach, haha, don’t suggest her workout plans and all, it was on her mind long back then , Now she has been so lazy even to make plans, so suggesting is a waste. With absolute no shame and regret she has started calling myself, ‘’chubby’’  because ‘fat’ is not appropriate for her lazy life. So she has completed the dishes, the beginning is the end and end is the beginning, I mean end of washing meal dishes is the beginning of washing lunch dishes. After this struggle she feels like checking her social media, Gmail, Viber, Instagram, Messenger and Facebook ( in accordance with the ascending order of notifications she might receive) none.. none.. none..checked... Now that she reaches Facebook , None of the messages?,feels like they are all sleeping, lazy enough to text either , wait is she only awake? Even her most active classmate's Facebook group message is silent ( what a miracle) and she watches rare messages in Facebook groups at least 3 times, how kind these people are, she thanks them a lot for the entertainment attempt. She never thought she would miss the most irritating trend of one time, commenting on older photos as well (not only everyone but everything has its day, umm  she realised that). She has nothing to see in newsfeed and message still while she scrolls news feed and rare posts she sees, she has done a lot of hard work to fetch one new post. Then her father enters the kitchen , ‘’still you are undone? So fast you are, like a 60 year old granny. Today lunch will be made by you, let’s see how food looks when you cook them. Food knows she cooks once in a blue moon’’. ‘’But the truth is she just cooked yesterday, parents never see children’s hard work’’, I replied. Her father bursts into laughing, “you heard Pragya’s mom? Pragya knows a pronunciation of hard work, what a generation came, It was time when we used to work in the fields before sun came up and we used to eat anything mother served us without complaint, with books on hand and the cover used to be full of sweat, no tiffins, coming back to home and working on field and studying after 9 in tuki, that is called hardwork daughter, this is ultimate sophistication you are receiving, hahaha very funny thing I heard today. Her firecracker mother doesn't need anything more, ‘’You need to learn to cook  everyone after marriage, Youtube and food vlogs don’t bring food to your bed automatically, now cook. What a proud moment for Pragya to listen to all humiliation and do work but she is the only lion outside, accept it Pragya, there can be only one lion in the jungle that is ‘’mom, the great’’. Food was yummy still father trying as much as possible to hide his praise with a cunning smile says, Food was okay, I think you can cook better with more practice, which genuinely means cook tomorrow too and her mother's next avatar( loving mom), ‘’My daughter cooks so good, now she will clean also, I feel so blessed to have you, I think she will take good care of us when our hand won’t support us. ‘’Oh no, red alert, how to escape, how to escape, yeah ninja technique ding..ding..ding... , '' Mom I have online classes, I can't afford to miss it''. This is her ultimate weapon to skip and they will grant me an excuse. ''Ok go, I will check, don’t cheat on me , understand? 

‘’Understood… ( she chuckles)

(To be continued…)