diwali is fast approaching. the cleaning process has started and its more painful this year as im the only one stuck to do it. the others have found a legitimate escape route (as my dad puts it!) and me, well if i intend to stay here, i must contribute my part. and that means everything, i have to poke my head into, and smile while doing it. sigh.
off all things, the wonderful dad i have decided to chop down some trees that are around our house garden. it seems it is hard to maintain it , and it sheds too many leaves. like duh! haven't he heard the concept of pruning? no amount of tree hugging saved the rambutan tree by the window of my granny's room. after being in existence for about 13 years, it finaly got the chop. the neighbors looked at the fiasco i created and well, lets say embarrassing your oldies publicly has its advantages. they just cut off the top it. dad and my evil aunt. nature haters. boooo!! that was last week.
today me, mum and dad cleaned our rooms. moved everything out and washed and scrubbed it. put in back everything in and cleaned all the windows around the house. all under 4 hours. thats a new record for us, because with all the usual screaming, cursing and fighting, and without the extra help we always have, 3 of us manage to pull it off, nicely.hehehe..
still got many things do. kampooch is here. tomorrow is house cleaning again. sigh. oh well, tis the season to be jolly. tra la la la la tra la la la... bright lamps and colorful rangoli, tra la la la la, tra la la la...
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