Normal Life

The smoothies escaped from the blender and flew all around the kitchen.

"O God, all I asked for is a normal life"

I murmured.

'A normal life?'

'How's making mess in PJ an abnormal thing?'

'Isn't spilling smoothies all over my kitchen normal?'

'No bomb fell on my roof, need not risk my life for a meal, all normal.'

Thank you for this smoothies-soaking-in-PJ morning.

So much wanting for a normal life,

I woke up looking like a drunkard vomited all around the kitchen in the morning.