A Tough Job
Talking about washing dishes ,I really have to say it is a job I abhor .
I may cook so many dishes ; prepare , cook , garnish and serve , but
to do the dishes again after all these are through would be the last
straw . I simply am not willing to do that. That is somebody else's job.
As far as I am concerned I have done my part of the drudgery .
But I have a very interesting experience which I 'll share with you all;
how after that experience I find washing dishes a novelty.
All you have to do is to get involved in a real big project . Let's call it
Project Intensive X ; to be completed in a few days in full swing.
Project X is a real exhausting job which requires total concentration ,
physical involvement , accuracy and follow a tight schedule.
I was put on such a project . Believe me I didn't do it for fun! The first
day over ; found me at night practically dead on my feet and had to
scramble into my bed without dinner . So exhausted I was I didn't even
feel the pants of hunger. I soon fell into a dreamless sleep .
The next day , I had to get up and be 'at it' again even though my body
ached all over and my limbs refused to follow my order. The third day
came . I braced myself for the kill.
I did it ! The sensations of triumph was so overwhelming I even
forgot my fatigue .
On top of that was the feeling that , " Ok , it's finally all over and
I did it again . ' I let a smug smile adorn my tired face .
When the project was over , I felt almost ill . No kidding ! I was as
bad as that . So I took a few days off from work to rest myself back
to health. And why not , I had earned it , and they knew it !
During those few days at home , life was simply a bliss . There's
nothing like lying in bed refusing to barge an inch even when it was
time to cook, wash or eat . Just relaxed ! Switching off TV , computer
,radio . I listened to the birds chirping outside and the wind rustling
against the leaves , or cars passing by . A total relaxation
of mind and body .
As for doing the dishes ; no big deal . It's an enjoyment to feel the
water running through your hands and watching the dishes washed
clean one by one , compared to those tough moments of intense
concentrations of will power and physical agility while facing the
opponent , when a minute seemed like an eternity . After that
tough job , nothing can beat me again. Not even washing dishes.
In our life , we have to go through something real tough to be able
to appreciate the ordinary drudgery in life .Whatever you do pale
into insignificance after the ordeal. But it will be a long long time
when you dream of getting involved in another similar project.
