Peculiar

A peculiar thing I found this morning. After emptying the contents of Son’s laundry bag into the washer, I went to his bedroom to hang it back inside his closet. I looked at his bed, it wasn’t made. He never makes his bed, guessing his mother will see to it–unable to let her hands rest a bit. I’m irked that he has left all the good habits I instilled in him as a teenager.

Much to my horror I could see a wee lizard sharing his bed. My heart started thumping loudly in my ears. Son must have kept it warm throughout the night with his body heat, keeping it nice and cozy.

Now what to do?

I certainly didn’t want to pick it, but the thing was Son wasn’t at home, and for the next three to four hours I didn’t expect him to be back home. I couldn’t stay by the side of bed, keeping a watch on it till Son’s return. I couldn’t soil the sheet by thumping it with a slipper. There was nothing left but to be brave, and remove it by myself.

I ran to my bathroom to get a glove on my hand, praying all the while it won’t do the disappearing act on me. I grabbed a paper towel, and in one go swooped on the icky thingy, and after dropping him in the bowl, I flushed him away. 

Finally my heartbeat turned normal.

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Peculiar

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Climbing

As I was covering my head with a dopatta to say my Fajr prayer, my grandson Sn called me. He wanted me to come and see something in the bathroom. He told me to look into the mirror. “No look up near to the ceiling”. 

I had woken both Sn, and IB to do their wadu, and say their prayers. IB was standing near the door waiting for his turn, and now both wanted me to kill the insect Sn showed me. I brought a chair from the dinning area. Climbing onto it I caught the offending insect into a tissue, and after flunging it into the toilet bowl, I flushed him. The coast was now clear for them to use the bathroom.

Sn is the same child who could catch frogs, and lizards in bare hands, and now nearly grownup he won’t remove an insect. It’s astonishing how children change!

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Climbing

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Living With A Lizard

I dislike lizards bordering on vengeance. They are so creepy, and hideous. If they didn’t try to get inside the house, I wouldn’t have disliked them that much. Somehow they find their way in.

When my husband R was alive, at least I could count on him to get rid of them. Now that I live alone, I get heart attacks every time I see one, especially when I am chasing it with a broom, and it gets entangled with my foot. I make  so much noise like someone is about to murder me. I won’t like my neighbors to hear me shrieking, but that’s what I do.

Why can’t they stay outside? With colder months coming they hide near doorways, and get inside the minute you open the door. Once they hide inside they are difficult to find except when you see them on the roof. It’s a heart stopping moment.