Amma's Diary- Payal

'Amma' is the name of this diary and also the name of my character.


Day 1

“Amma!” Oh How I hate it when they call me that. Only if they could see properly through their heavily (and atrociously) painted eyes! But then again, what is the guarantee that they would have used their minds! They each call me what the other one calls me. What is there to think about? Just shriek “Amma!”
It was a rough day today. Since Laxmi was absent, I had to clean all the rooms myself. But I can’t crib too much about it. I feel that I am lucky to have even gotten to this point. Its long hours of work, but then I do get a beauty nap in the afternoon on the terrace. Usually Laxmi and I spend the afternoon talking on the terrace, but then today since Laxmi wasn’t there, I slept. “Oh who am I fooling? I am so bored working here.”
But Amma, they should understand! It’s impossible for a poor soul like me, to finish cleaning all the rooms in one day. But I manage, I always do, mostly because in majority of the rooms I just pick up small things and re-arrange them. My favourite trick is, to put the floor mat on the chair. In the bathroom I leave the buckets on the pot.
Besides, this is not my job; I am made for better things!


Day 2
Today as I entered the PG, Daya Ram, the cook complimented me on my clothes. I told him the salwaar was gifted to me from the girl in room no F1, the kurta was from room no. F6 and then these chappals, I received from room no F13.
These girls, Amma! They look ‘tip-top’ when they go to college and for a change after a long time, I was also looking ‘tip-top’ in their stuff. I am glad Daya noticed. You know I adore Daya’s new hair style but he insists of getting it cut. And when he sits down cooking in his vest my heart start skipping beats.
But he shall never be mine since he likes that heroine in room no. F11. But then it’s not like he will ever get her, either, so he might just well make do with me. I look no less than a heroine myself and soon the world will know that. But by that time I will have better options than this Daya Ram!
I left for home much earlier today. Laxmi introduced this new place to me where I can buy cheap liquor. A peg was long due! With this new job of mine, I feel the need to relax. Laxmi and I had a peg each and talked for some time.


Day3
Amma, it has become almost impossible to tolerate that wretched old warden now! I see her in the morning and my day goes for a toss. Today we ended up in huge fight at about 8:30 in the morning. I remember the time because that is what I did wrong. I asked her for the time and Amma she had the audacity to ask me, why I need to know the time? Will I be leaving my work incomplete to do gutter-gu with my lover? That woman will rot in hell. It was so embarrassing for me, especially since Daya Ram was also present right there. He was giggling Amma. You know how I have a secret crush on Daya and now he will think I have a lover outside the PG! Shesshhh!
Wait till I become rich and famous, I will make sure this woman is ruined! She looks at me so suspiciously most of the times, I feel quite worried. My future depends on this job. But then again, she is way too old to have any brains left for thinking anything. May be she puts on this suspicious face for all the hostel girls and me and then sleeps behind it. I think I have seen her eyes rolling backward like she’s asleep.


Day4
Amma, my programme on TV starts at 8 pm. Another 10 mins to go.
Today I was cleaning room no. S1, when I noticed this beautiful slim girl with the most prominent features and a beautiful dark complexion, staring right at me. We both froze for a couple of seconds. I couldn’t believe my eyes! Her forehead covered with drops of sweat and that deep blouse and body hugging saree...Ooooh!. I couldn’t stop staring at her. A little sweat was trickling down her sexy waist as well. She had lifted up her saree till her knees, showing off her best assets- her legs! I swear Amma! At that very moment, this girl could have seduced even Shah Rukh Khan!
Then I noticed a bottle of phenyl and a broom in her hands and I started to blush. Oh don’t worry Amma! Of course it was me in front of the mirror! Everything was perfect minus the phenyl and the broom in my hands. And till the stupid-S1 room-girl, screamed ‘Amma!’ right into my ear. But then again, she couldn’t see what I saw - “Tomorrow’s superstar!”
Anyway, it seems this job is actually helping me to maintain my figure. I am sure the TV people would have kept this point in mind. Oh! The programme is starting. I can’t afford to miss it!


Day 5
Amma, this work is getting more atrocious day by day. Today I had to clean the shit pot too! One of the girls complained that it had never been cleaned properly. My usual trick also didn’t work because the wretched warden was standing on top of my head while I cleaned.
It took 5 mins for it to sink into me that I was going to have to clean somebody’s crap! Sob! My soft, moisturized hands weren’t ready to pick up the toilet broom!
Ughh! But I had to do it, only because my mind told me that it would pay off later. Once I am selected, I will hire this very same girl to clean my bathroom and I will keep this bitch, the warden outside to guard my dream bungalow.
Amma, the worst is yet to come! I couldn’t even take my afternoon beauty nap today because the warden compelled me to clean the cobwebs in her room. As soon as I climbed on to a chair to reach up to the ceiling with my broom, the warden shouted at the top of her lungs, “Amma, don’t you dare put your dirty feet on top of my satin cushioned chair”. I was shocked that I lost my balance and saw the world upside down for a few seconds with horror. Then it seemed that I had landed on something soft and I sighed with relief. I had fallen on her bed and instead of feeling any regret for shouting at me like that; she shouted even more because I was ‘dirtying’ her bed!
Oh! My back still hasn’t recovered from the shock and hurts like hell. I will go and apply some ointment.
Amma, do you think I will get some extra sympathy points for this?


Day 6
While coming back from work, I usually take the longer route that is the road at the back since I never get to meet anyone I know on that road. But today Mr. Khutra saw me in this maid attire. He was coming from the opposite direction. I think he was there taking a leak when he saw me.
At first, he didn’t seem to recognise me, but a second later he quickly zipped his pants and ran towards me. Amma, my heart started to race like a race car! I turned my back at him and started walking very fast in the other direction. He screamed from a distance, “Amma! We need a new maid at house no. 26, will you be interested?”. If not for the contract, I would have punched him in his face and split his head into two pieces for confusing me for some filthy maid! At least he should have been able to look through this fake attire and recognise the beautiful queen hidden underneath the guise. I can’t believe it’s the same Khutra who would come to my place and talk to me for many hours about how well I maintain myself! So unlike his wife, he would say.
Thankfully, fat Khutra couldn’t keep pace and I managed to reach my place, from a different route.


Day 7
Just a few more days left before I get the call from Channel V, appreciating how well I have finished this task for the Channel V ‘Natak Company’ hunt. Once I am selected for the next round, I can laugh at the warden myself. Today when I was watching the TV, my favourite song “Chainya-chainya” was playing. I couldn’t help it Amma, and my feet automatically started to dance to the tune. I was dancing on it for full 2 mins when I realised the warden has collected literally half of the PG with her, all laughing away to glory. Daya Ram was standing at the opposite side, giggling.
These people are fools Amma! They are so self-consumed, they can’t look beyond their lives! They should learn from me. I aim for the skies. But then again, I can’t blame them. After all they don’t know what I am here for.