Grrrrr.....
Not being able to find time to visit my own blog... And it’s not like I am buried under a mountain of work either! Cannot believe that I have become this lazy about the blog :(
This was the day I was throwing a surprise party for a friend. It was his going away party (waise it doesn’t really seem like he is gone... he comes back quite often)... so coming back to the party, my parents were out of the house... and we were blissfully unaware of what was happening upstairs.
After sometime we thought that maybe we could play a board game or something (yes at 25 I still throw boring house parties... yes! I know I have the rest of my life for it too!!!) So I run upstairs to look for a grown up 'fun' game and guess what? I find smoke everywhere. Out of the corner of my eye I see something flickering in my parents’ room. I step inside and see that the ironing table is on fire. I got so scared. I went out and started screaming for help. My friends were listening to really loud music and they did not understand. A certain Ms. S actually thought that I was screaming because I saw a chipkali. Anyways, the guys came running up and before anyone could stop me I threw a bucket of water to douse the flames.
The fact that the electrical wires were burning and that there could have been a short circuit did not enter my mind. They actually expected me to remember my long forgotten school lessons on electricity and conductors at that point in time!?! Seriously!!!!
So by then the panic attack had subsided, and I managed to feel suffocated with the thought that I had to now face my parents, because it was I, who left the iron switched on. Anyways my dad was not very angry (after all he really could not yell at me in front of 15 or so people).
So we spent the next day cleaning up the room and white washing it!
That was one heck of a party!
