Maa was cooking in the kitchen

The smell of the foods being prepared in the oven

Came to me with a message

“It seems like today’s menu is going to be great”

I thought for a while.

The next moment I remembered,

How difficult was it for her

To cook even a single meal a day

For the last few months,

I became happy to think about her recovery.

Meanwhile, Baba returned home from the bank

And declared that he would like to have a cup of tea

He became tired after standing in the queue for a long

And waiting to be called by the branch manager.

He sat on the bed

And emptied his pocket

Some chillers and a few notes of rupees came

Out of the money bag.

“Finance is something that never leaves you from giving stress”

Baba said

And I nodded my head,

As I believed in the same.

I forgot that I was listening to my favorite songs on the Bluetooth speaker,

And the next song was waiting to be played.

I rushed to the kitchen.

At that moment I felt,

Serving the much-needed cup of tea was my priority.

When I entered the kitchen,

Maa requested me to make the bread-toasts for Baba’s breakfast

“Did you have your breakfast?

You have a medicine to have after that.”

I asked,

And Maa smiled.

The silent smile said it all

That being lost in making today’s menu for the meals,

And being in her favorite place ‘The kitchen’

Made her the happiest.

And she forgot to take her medicines as always.

I made the bread-toasts and tea,

Then served to Maa and Baba.

The wrinkled faces glowed with a smile

Having some peaceful moments

For I saw

Baba forgot about the finances for some time

The lines on the forehead were gone

Maa was happy to have her food ready before her

As it was served by her daughter

They relished their breakfast

With some delightful moments together.

When I returned to my room and went to play the next song,

I saw the speaker was turned off.

I smiled and kept it inside the box,

I was happy to be at the service of my parents

And it gave me happiness.

I started looking for some ingredients of happiness

In the everyday moments

And I found it in the little things

When I discovered

That there is solace in the mundaneness.

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(This post is part of the series ‘Solace in the Mundaneness’ where I try to tell stories of the everyday things that capture a special place in my heart and they make me feel privileged to live a simple and ordinary life with contentment and peace. This post is also part of Blogchatter A to Z.)