After making
sure every door and gate locked, then my wife and I went out in our 4W Drive
pick-up . The evening was hot and dry. It was a pleasant change at least in our
fully air-conditioned pick-up. We enjoyed our time talking and laughing over
the experiences that we shared over the years.
After twenty minutes of driving, my
wife suddenly blurted out the nasty ‘news’ that she had forgotten to switch off
the stove. She had cooked something and had forgotten about it altogether. When
I heard it, the first thing that came to my mind was the burning house. It really got on my nerves. I had to make a
sudden u-turn and head straight back home. It spoiled everything. I was not in
a mood to talk anymore. It was really
not a joke to be in that kind of situation. On one hand, I had to drive
carefully while on the other, I needed to reach home urgently. It was no good
choice. How I wish my pick-up were a fire engine with the siren on speeding along the
highway. If my heart was weak, I would
have had a serious heart attack.
Once reaching home, I quickly got out
and opened the gate and door and rushed to the kitchen. I had expected the pot
to be cooked instead and turned red hot like the furnace. On taking a closer look we discovered that
the stove had been switched off. What a relief!
There was no fire. My wife had actually switched the stove off before we left our house. It was her memory
that had tricked her. It was not the
first time that she had put me in that situation. It had happened before and I
was the one to suffer behind the wheels. I am sure what happened
this evening would not be the last
either. Maybe it is going to happen soon. I think I better get ready for any
eventuality with the fire-extinguishers placed at the different corners of my
house and my pick-up as well.
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