WASHING MACHINE THAT BROKE DOWN

 

We had a hefty problem, Saturday last.

The Washing Machine struck work. To add to the hickup, the waste water instead of draining through the conduit, chose to flood the room.

A real mess.

It was quite unthinkable to survive without the modern gadget. Its equivalent of ancient times, the maids, would no longer handwash the clothes. They now condescend to  just hang them  in the open. Taking them in is our job. Life altogether extends a  Hobson's Choice these days. 

The jack of all trades was called in. He sensed where the fault lay. But he had to empty the water that had accumulated in the drum. He took a mug and a bucket. It helped him manage the waste water.  

But the larger problem was to convert the dysfunctionality to functionality.

It was beyond the gentleman.

He sought the assistance of Jibu, the technician.

Jibu said he was busy but would turn up on Sarurday itself. He didn't turn up.

Our gentleman is relentless in his approach.

Yet, he couldn't get Jibu to do the job the next day either. 

But he has tenacity. 

He managed to make Jibu attend to the call, on Monday.

Jibu came in with a screwdriver. He had no other tools. He knew where the fault was.

He took the tap for draining the wastewater out. But along with that  there were three objects. One was a fragment of cloth. Another was a portion of a small paint brush and the last was its holder, an inch in length.

Mission over, he restarted the Washing Machine. It was working well.

He advised us to cut down on the liquid soap we used. He said there was so much soap left in the Machine and that the next two washes must be done without  any soap. He told us that going lean on the soap would clear off the residual soap  in the Machine.

Job over, that cost us Rs.550.00, he went out. 

As he was on his  way  he saw the lady of the house trying to soothe the 23 month old baby into sleep.

He said, "It seems Ma'm has the toughest job here."

I told him, she was not the mere homemaker he had a glance at. She had an excellent job where she did extremely well. She had been driving around in her car in 1988, when there were not many women on the road like that. Our children have become what they are today solely due to her guidance. 

And when one of our relatives had fallen ill and  became unconscious all of a sudden, she had the courage to take the person in her car to the hospital. It had brought the relative on the verge of death, back to life.

Jibu said he couldn't just believe, the meek lady was that strong.

He took off with the remark, "Ma'm indeed is a strong woman."