This is the only remnant of the event that happened this morning. Interspersed with his scribbles.
My son was trying to get my attention. I was discussing something that was then important with my wife. So, despite shouting my name three times, he did not get my attention.
I would like to think he considered the options before picking up my Portronics power bank and threw it at me.
My wife and I were looking forward to drinking a cup of tea after doing work in the morning. I was especially excited because I was going to drink tea in the new A47 The Explorer mug.
At this moment, I was looking at the updates on ISRO’s SpaDeX mission in one hand and holding the Explorer mug in the other hand.
The power bank grazed the cup and fell on the floor near the bed. The cup tilted enough to drop scalding hot tea on my waist and thighs.
I managed to remove the Jockey athleisure pants that offered no protection and my new Wellbi bamboo t-shirt that did a good job of protecting my top.
My wife applied the gel from the aloe vera plant from her garden to soothe the burned regions of my waist and thighs.
My son looked at me as if to say, if only you had listened.
Parallel Spirals 