8 am to 8.30 am today

I woke up with a throbbing headache.
I could not sleep till late , fuming over my boss . I had worked hard throughout the year pushing myself beyond my limits and he had passed up on me again for promotion, just for being a woman . My husband had listened patiently to my tirade till he could no longer keep his eyes open .
I lay in bed , my thoughts full of my boss and office. I could feel the throbbing in my head increasing . I felt like doing something drastic like killing someone. The only thing i could think of was the injustice meted out to me .
As i stirred my husband also woke up.
I asked him to get me a painkiller and got up to check on my toddler in the next room .
I prayed to god that my boss also had a similar headache , faced similar problem from his boss , had an attack of severe diarrhoea , went through hell because of his wife , fell in the bathroom and the head injury would make him go mad.
Suddenly i heard a loud cackling laughter from my daughter and hurried over to check . She was sitting up in bed and playing with a colourful butterfly which had flown in through the open garden window.
She was a pretty site in her new pink pyjamas and i felt a rush of pride and love as i moved towards her. As i approached the butterfly flew out of the window and the expression on her face changed to a woeful one. I carried her and took her to the window.
The garden was drenched in early morning sun which had not yet evaporated the dew shining on my perfect lawn. I looked with pride at my collection of roses . It had been a labour of love for us and i remembered all the precious moments i had spent with my husband , bringing it to this state.
I could just smell the faint aroma of the jasmine from the far end of the garden.
Suddenly i spotted my daughters colourful playmate and pointed it out to her. She gave a happy squeal and became engrossed in watching it intently.
I watched her face - innocent with a smile of pure joy .
She turned and clutched my face and gave me a kiss on my cheek.
I put her on the cot and started tickling her with her laughing and trying to escape from my grasp.
This is how my husband found us as he entered the room with my painkiller and a glass of water . As i looked up at him it took a moment for me to register why he was carrying those things.
I realized i was not even aware when my mood changed and my headache vanished.
These 30 minutes of today morning opened my eyes to the priorities and treasures of my life as nothing else had ever done.
I hugged my daughter and hubby tightly with misty eyes and sent a silent prayer to dear god , thanking him for everything , including not being at the receiving end of colourful curses on a beautiful sunday morning.

 

thank you very much kalpa ,
this is my first attempt at any writing.
so i am looking forward to all your comments , specially the literary stalwarts of il.

 

thanx pinky6

 

thanx radical

 

cb , from what i saw on the forums page i understood that the snippets are supposed to be non fiction.
but this is fiction . so i posted it in story forum .