Little Chores:Frustrating Day.

As soon as I woke up, I rushed to the washroom, grabbed the toothbrush, feeling the pressure of time as it was already 8:30, and my office started at 9. the toothbrush startled me with an unexpected revelation. "Look here, I am your toothbrush. It’s been 3 months, and you keep saying you’ll change me, but if you don’t, I’ll shame your mouth," it declared urgently.

Shocked, I stammered, "Are you talking to me?"

"Yeah, we're frustrated by your laziness and imaginary busy activities," chimed in the shoes. "Do you think people only see your dress? They notice us too, so go polish."

Ignoring the unusual encounter, I hurriedly left the house, only to be confronted by my bike with a horn-induced voice. "Hey young man, it's been 2 weeks since you washed me. At least clean with a cloth."

Exasperated, I muttered, "It's already 9 o'clock, I can't do it now."

As I rode to the office, my laptop joined the chorus of complaints. "You're not cleaning me. It's not just about how you work, it's about how you look after things. Think properly!"

"Bloody laptop, you work fast; I don't have time for this," I retorted.

The day continued with everything around me seemingly vocalizing their discontent. That evening, my unread book berated me, "I'm the book you bought 4 months back. Finish the remaining 300 pages and gain some knowledge!"

Tired, I dismissed it with a low voice, "I don’t have that much time."

In the quiet of the night, around 3 o'clock, a voice from within addressed me. "Every day, you keep postponing things, neglecting not only your work but the things around you. If you maintain order and complete your daily chores, your days will be better." It urged me to reduce my dependence on the mobile phone and prioritize completing incomplete tasks.

Waking up at 7 o'clock the next morning, I changed my toothbrush, polished my shoes, washed my bike, cleaned my laptop, and resolved pending matters. The day unfolded remarkably, filled with positivity. Since then, the influence of disorder on my life has diminished, and pleasant days have become a more regular occurrence.

Every day, we continue to overlook small habits and chores, yet they significantly impact our lives

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