"Once upon a time" is a good way to start, I guess. But "once in a while" fits here better.
Never mind.
Being home alone, once in a while, comes with indescribable happiness.
You own the house!
You can sing in your best cacophony when Bruh won't be complaining to Mom.
You can jump on bed without Dad admonishing you for those perennially dirty feet.
You can keep the fridge open till you drink chilled water whilst remembering the date you had your last periods on... Being home alone is when fridge's beeping sound blinks you out of reverie.
'Home alone' gives you this freedom without Mom's IDW after you. By the way, a super TMI. Belan is the most sought after Indian Domestic Weapon. Ladle follows the league. To know how it feels when it hits your shoulder blade, contact me. Hold on. You become vulnerable only when you tickle Mom while she is rolling chapattis in 48 degree heat or wipe your sweat off her favourite yellow duppatta. It's just then when the belan hits you with wireless speed. Also, cheers to the timely digressions!
Another perks of being home alone trail along. You can rummage into secret places Mom hid the cookies in and snacks that Dr. denied you. YouTubing the latest hots and other 'hots' isn't a hoax at all. Tell me if u catch me winking here. Amen.
Stuff your Tummy. Shake it like Shammi... Being home alone is like Parliamentary Privilege. Anyhow. Life is not a smooth mountain skiing. Breach of this privilege happens when some random neighbour rings the door bell. However, justice delayed is justice denied. The revenge is sought when she is duly reciprocated with a robotic monotone, a poker face and rolling eyes, and finally, a thudding door behind her.
Being home alone is good. You realise that you don't want anyone but your phone in one hand, few eateries in the other and some cynical plans up your sleeves. I am not winking this time. I swear, not.
Hi to all happy Home Alone-s.
If what I said (with the much unneeded digressions) is not enough, hail Kevin, the ultimate inspiration.
Tata.
PS: Got to wash utensils.
#Flipside
#householdResponsibilty
To be continued...
Part 2 in the offing.
Never mind.
Being home alone, once in a while, comes with indescribable happiness.
You own the house!
You can sing in your best cacophony when Bruh won't be complaining to Mom.
You can jump on bed without Dad admonishing you for those perennially dirty feet.
You can keep the fridge open till you drink chilled water whilst remembering the date you had your last periods on... Being home alone is when fridge's beeping sound blinks you out of reverie.
'Home alone' gives you this freedom without Mom's IDW after you. By the way, a super TMI. Belan is the most sought after Indian Domestic Weapon. Ladle follows the league. To know how it feels when it hits your shoulder blade, contact me. Hold on. You become vulnerable only when you tickle Mom while she is rolling chapattis in 48 degree heat or wipe your sweat off her favourite yellow duppatta. It's just then when the belan hits you with wireless speed. Also, cheers to the timely digressions!
Another perks of being home alone trail along. You can rummage into secret places Mom hid the cookies in and snacks that Dr. denied you. YouTubing the latest hots and other 'hots' isn't a hoax at all. Tell me if u catch me winking here. Amen.
Stuff your Tummy. Shake it like Shammi... Being home alone is like Parliamentary Privilege. Anyhow. Life is not a smooth mountain skiing. Breach of this privilege happens when some random neighbour rings the door bell. However, justice delayed is justice denied. The revenge is sought when she is duly reciprocated with a robotic monotone, a poker face and rolling eyes, and finally, a thudding door behind her.
Being home alone is good. You realise that you don't want anyone but your phone in one hand, few eateries in the other and some cynical plans up your sleeves. I am not winking this time. I swear, not.
Hi to all happy Home Alone-s.
If what I said (with the much unneeded digressions) is not enough, hail Kevin, the ultimate inspiration.
Tata.
PS: Got to wash utensils.
#Flipside
#householdResponsibilty
To be continued...
Part 2 in the offing.
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