The previous Saturday, after a back breaking day in my workplace heading back to my home with my friend with whom l do car pool, l checked my phone as usual the moment l sat in her car. There was a missed call from one of my friends. I called her back while sitting in the car in order not to forget to reply back later on. She invited me the following day at 10 a.m.at the Gurudwara near her residence in Sunderpur village for Sukhmani Sahib path and later Langar that her family had arranged, for sharing the joy of a child of theirs who had come from Canada after almost four years. I promised her of my presence and just moved on with my routine. But , the next morning a bomb was as if dropped on me when my house help called to inform that she won't be turning up for the next two days. I got alarmed. The most dreaded situation for me throughout my life has been managing the household chores without help. Washing utensils in the kitchen is the one and only work ...