02. A memory ❤️

"I eat every two hours. I sleep for eight hours. I have lots of water. I pray to keep calm. Most importantly, I have a smile on my face."

– Vidya Balan

I got up. I opened the window of my room to have a look around the house as I kind of felt like seeing whether the surroundings are still the same.

Nothing has changed except the grown green trees. I took a wash with warm water and got dressed in a big jacket and a tight jean.

I'm glad that we still have a connection with the people who are around this home. After making a short notice to Blue, she comes here and clean all the place and making it look good to live. All we must do is unpacking the clothes and unpacking the food items we bring every time. I call this place home too. Because more than any other places I've got to live, this place is more comfortable and peaceful.

It's almost 9.30! the clock pointed out me.

I jumped out of the bed as usual and remembered that we are not in the city house. I'm standing on the wooden floor of my mother's place.

" oh, I hear you got down just now" I smirked.

I walked out of the room. Still, the room looks the same as I left it last year. Few traveling bags were lying on the ground in front of the door.

"Oh, I have to arrange all these."

when I am going out I always carry my backpack with me as a habit. I had my extra few clothes in my bag in case of an emergency which is less in weight of course. So on the night when I came here with so much tiredness stuffed in me, I didn't have an issue with searching for clothes. Or else I should have arranged all the things at the same time.

I got this fresh aroma of something which is still cooking while walking to the staircase.

"Is that your spicy soup?" I asked Rudy.

"It's Breakfast! No, you can't have the spicy soup for your breakfast remember that always. Okay?"

she was wearing her apron as usual. which remembers me of a mom. she is a mom.

"Oh, why not. I like spices in winter."

I like spicy foods unlike other kids of my age. The spicy soup is one of Rudy's special menu. She cooks it randomly and it always consists of "all the flavors of Asia", as I always say to her.

"Then what's for breakfast. I'm young and hungry" I got a yawn at the same time I finished what I said.

"I made pancakes with Chicken" yummm... mouth-watering!

"Go get a wash and change into good clothes. I'll make the table and clean the rest."

I always love to do the cleaning part of the kitchen. But the fact is Rudy does not always leave so much to clean.

As it is most often me and herself only sitting for the table, we have our favourite plates and mugs and glasses which are kept aside on the table in our apartment in City, which is clean and simple to catch out anything when you want.

I grabbed my apron from the hook as it was hanging there with embroidered flowers, I wrapped it around me. Nothing is old or dusty here even though we leave them every year. most of these materials are been kept aside by rudy before we go out from there and blue always make a way to keep all the necessary things out and in the right place when we are coming back.

Rudy had already placed everything at its right place. I don't know when she woke up! She is an early bird of course. We always carry our essential needs to live as in a home so I always am able to ensure that everything is available here in this house just as we live here every day.

"Pancakes are in the microwave Jen. See whether they are warm enough to eat"

she hooked the apron and left the kitchen with a slight smile on her face. her look was satisfying.

Oh, the new mini microwave. That will be a great help for me for the rest of my vacation for sure.

I checked the pancakes and put it to heat for 30 seconds and then put those on to a plate. Then grabbed the plates from the rack and the two mugs and the two glass of water and placed them, on the table, and it was crystal clear as it always.

"I'm old and hungry now" Rudy popped up with a sweater wrapping around her with the trouser. her very own style with flip flops.

I sat for breakfast while she switches off the thing which was cooking on the cooker.

I searched for my phone in my pockets and it wasn't there. I switched on the radio in the kitchen and it was broadcasting our favorite show Jazz and Boss. I turned the volume so low as it only gives a wave of the music.

"I was listening to it while cooking. it's always good to listen to the radio apart from having an already created playlist on the phone you know."

Rudy and I love music up to some extent. I'm glad that we have kind of the same taste about music, unlike clothes. as I caught a piece of familiar music, I volumed it up.

"Woah here we go.." that was one of her favorites! Josh Turner's music and that voice was always good for me too.

"There's no hurry, don't you worry

We can take our time

Come a little closer, let's go over

What I had in mind

Baby, lock the doors and turn the lights down low

Put some music on that's soft and slow

Baby, we ain't got no place to go

I hope you understand...."

(go on folks this song exists)**

it feels like family. even though there are only two people, it was always been a good feeling to feel not uncomfortable as no fake things to show off nor arguments happening. it's is still the same from the days I remember.

Country music on the radio and a Classic breakfast with two heads filled with a lot of things.

"Are we leaving right after breakfast?"

I wanted to know because I wanted to walk a bit.

"Yeah, I'm planning to do so as it will be great if we catch it up since it opens upright? We will be able to have good things." Rudy the intelligent.

" I want buns."

Why bun? Only thing I remembered after hearing the fair !! that's me after all, having unrelated thoughts all the time but still, Rudy tolerates me.

"Well tell me what you want to have till I come back to you. I kept butter and cheese inside the fridge I think those will be more than enough for your survival."

A week is not a long thing for me to live. That too, in here. I have more than enough works to do.

"Let's first go there. We will find a lot more to buy. Btw is Uncle Marc coming for Christmas?"

Fyi Uncle Marc is Rudy's Brother who rarely visits us during his long vacations. He works at the sea as a captain of a ship which we never know where it is. what I only know is that always he is getting into the ship from ′Alfred Harbour'.

I wanted to get Christmas gifts for the few people I know. It's gift time. I will be able to buy gifts from fair for sure. As Christmas plays a major role in my life, I want my people to be around me. Do I look like a kid seriously!?

"I got an email from him last night saying he won't be able to make it to Christmas. He is on his way from India this time. Think they have had some trouble from the weather this time. Maybe that's why. :("

Rudy's face reflects the sadness but tried to hide it with a fake smile. I know how it feels to miss the favorite person in your life Rud!

"Damn I wanted to have him for the hike anyway. Let's hope to get him for the new year."

I love him as I do to Rudy because he is my Santa. Always.

"You want more pancakes? I'm glad to see you have your appetite back Smarty." I eventually had finished 3 pancakes wow:')

"No this is enough. My tummy is full for now. Fyi I can eat more yeah. Lemme save that part since we are going out today..."

It felt a little shy about how she noticed my returned appetite. Which sounds funny but serious at the same time. I was going through kind of a hard time the last term, so she had to try so hard to make me eat three times per day.

I felt sorry for the rush and mess I made back then, for no reason when thinking about those weird times.

I leaned down to the table while I was watching Rudy pouring an orange juice to her glass. She stopped pouring where she always stops. I like the way she does everything. I see an organized art in everything she does, to be honest.

"Juice?" No thank you, I'm full.

I got up and picked our plates to wash. While Rudy's eyes were on me all the time! Well, I like the 'attention', but it depends. No need any attention when I'm lost in my own wild and messy thoughts.