at her best...

She woke up at 9 am to the sound of a ringing telephone. Her partner was on the other line. They spoke for an hour updating details of dramas that had transpired during the absence of each other.

Her cats were looking at her extensively with a hunger strike expression. They followed her down hyper sonically. They waited patiently when she opened the front door. Their eyes followed her every moves. She fed the fish. Dreamily looking at their gracious movements. Finally she said something and they rushed to the fridge indicating they wish to eat the can food today. She obliged. Fed them and made her a cup of coffee while reading all the mails received while she was away. Damn! the electricity bill arrived already?

The sound of mortar and pestle clanking in her neighbourhood indicated that noon was nearing. She smiled when the aroma of sweet delicious curry ascending her home. While the others were busy smelling like a fish in the kitchen, she was admiring her fish in the pond thinking she has nothing to think about. She laughed hysterically and found it ridiculously amusing. Scooping out tadpoles from her pond relaxed her mind. No work for two weeks excite her a little. Mending the plants in the pond was tranquilizing....

Ahhhhh she thought to herself, breathing deeply... What more do I want when this is the best life one could get.....