Was given this weird topic at some place, and I didn't know what to write. So I just let my mind wander on a sleepy Sunday morning and came up with this.
With no interesting serials coming out of the Balaji camp, that is what all the housewives are desperately wishing for.Clad in the heaviest of sarees, make-up and jewellery that could put to shame Bappi Lahiri's love for "all things gold" , these 16 somethings ( the 40 year olds prefer being called that..) with their puja thalis are thronging outside temples just so that God puts some sense back into that Ekta chick. So instead of making Miss Kapoor see sense, God opted for the easy way out of this mess. He decided to relieve all the women of their 8 to 10ish serial watching nightmare by ensuring a power cut. With the women now liberated, it was bad news for the 'oh-so-poor' husbands and the little ones. Who would want mummies breathing down thier necks as a nasty reminder for homework not done ?
And..ahh the man of the house has another job to do now. Try his hand at becoming the naukar of the house, going about household chores , with no electricity to top it all.
Now having made life difficult for the other species on the planet, the woman gets to sit down on that rickety chair. The wicked smile coming back to her face. The one which the vamp, from the serial she's been watching every single day, gives .That same one. And who says, God doesn't listen ?
