Chapter I - Rasoi/रसोई
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Madhu's Mother in Law(MML), shrieking from her room: Bahuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Air conditioning is down, what are you upto now?

MML was tired of experiments from Madhu and their mishaps. She was always on edge. Only this time, Madhu was in kitchen and cooking for her "Sasu Maa", she shouted back:

Madhu: I am in kitchen, making "Chapati" for you had requested. The battery can't carry load for both electric stove and AC, you decide, you want the cooling or you want to eat. She continued murmuring to herself, I will be more than happy to give you bread.

On listening, MML recounting her own days started talking to herself: Man, ours were good days, there was no menace of battery and electricity. We had Thepadi(Cow dung cakes), Gas cylinders, use them whenever you want and cook whatever you want. Even the taste were richer, these electric stoves are junk and good for nothing. They make pulp out of everything and what ever comes off of it tastes like khichadi. She grossed out herself. And now the thought of getting served that bland food killed her hunger. April heat was getting to her and she got even more irked by everything. She continued blabbering to herself, look at this fan, its is hardly giving any air, and this is April, god know how will I survive rest of summer. This Madhu is good for nothing and would rather have me dead. Why can't she just use plain old gas cylinder, she will thank me later as she eats that tasty, nutritious food. Ohh god, help me through this phase of life, take care of me, Ohh god….

Madhu continued working in kitchen. She wanted to wrap it up asap. She was sweating like a pig. These modern batteries weren't holding up to the promises and claims they make. They need higher voltage supplies to charge fully and even when they got charged, they weren't compatible with her equipment. Battery claims came with *(conditions applied) and always expected end users to throw out their existing systems and replace them with latest one. Madhu's kitchen, or rather complete house was full of revived products. They were reliable but not compatible. Madhu got reminded of the fixes she has to make to the washing machine to tune it with the battery. Till then even laundry is going to shut down rest of the house. Ugh, she kicked herself, there were so many things to do. Soon she noticed her blowing up chapati and the sight was therapy for her. She again regained her focus and rushed through making all the chapatis. She was done with her lunch chores and shut down her stove and soon all fans and air conditioning was blowing through the house. Sigh…. this cold air brushing against her was heaven. She went to the drawing room and sat on the couch, and started cooling down. She heard a thud on the front gate and she rose a little to get a glimpse of what's happening there.