Just my day!

Alarm doesn’t go off, I’m late for work.

The maid absconds, my cabwala’s a jerk.

The lift malfunctions, I have to walk up 7 floors.

Son’s teacher calls, “Ma’am, come grace our doors.”

Damn! I say and walk 7 floors down again.

My heel breaks, I get an ankle sprain.

I step out hurriedly and the rain pours down.

My umbrella clasp breaks, frustrated I frown.

My mobile rings, shoot! I gotta take boss’s call

I miss the curb and splat! Into the puddle I fall

“It’s just for today,” I cry ruefully

Though I know, “I’m just being silly.”

 

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About Sonal Singh

An author, storyteller, and full-time observer of life’s glorious absurdities. I write humour-laced stories where chaos wears fluffy fur, emotions arrive uninvited, and middle-class Indian households become ecosystems of drama, love, and unsolicited advice. Armed with sarcasm, caffeine, and alarming emotional attachment to stray creatures, I believe compassion is less of a virtue and more of a lifestyle disorder. One that I embrace. When I’m not writing, I’m usually busy running a full-time HR consultancy business, rescuing animals, or trying to maintain dignity while being emotionally manipulated by my pets. Through my literary work, I try to blend humour with heart, celebrating the messy coexistence of humans and non-humans in modern urban India.

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