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By S.D. Sycther
By S.D. Sycther
I have been instrumental in writing this article about the kitchen dashboard. Ya, this thing has a name that everyone tends to forget except me, They say it basin, sometimes it is the table or this one is the funniest one, the washing machine. Maybe they have never learned it, so the question of forgetting is really not the question here. 'The washing machine' is one the most used names in the households and the dashboard is the almost never used name in the household. But, some days have different meanings, some days if the times are really good there are chances that we get to hear the golden syllable from a homo sapien of this house but in the wrong place.
In his own words
“I lie all the day without anything in my mind. They created me to bear the pain that’s all. Pain, dirtiness, filthiness and untidiness. Sometimes this is also accompanied by the word “ laziness”. I am the most famous victim of the century who exists as a void space. I was created because the humans needed space to so-called organize themselves. Rest is peace for me, I rest in the corner of the kitchen and harm nobody but the evil child of time and weather me out. He loves troubling people in peace. If I sit idle, he makes me old and the parts start shaking and it looks really sad. but there has to be some solution at least or otherwise, I have to perish because this human really doesn't know what am I meant for in the house. I am the most disorganized place in the house just because I was meant to organise the house. People think he is the real criminal so he must be punished, it is because of him we have to face all the trouble. He should be hanged till death. Let him face the real trouble then he shall understand the pain to keep things organized. I don't know but there is a possibility which I can very well see. But apart from all these, the family has a pet. Ya, it's a cat, she sleeps with me and likes to govern the house by sitting on my head. But that was the past, now he is scratching with his paws and his nails are really really dirty. Even while saying the things I feel kind of awkward. I don't know how this family survives with such a tribal level of organization. The only logic of placing a thing in the dashboard is the availability of space. If a thing fits there means it's meant for that place only or it is there because it was decided to be there." the dashboard on humans.
Some flaws
"There are flaws in me too, I am cheap and can't organize things myself. I have to be dependent on the humans to oranise me like a baby who can only cry. But he is so lucky that he has got somebody to listen. I have got nobody to listen. Oh empty vessels, if you could someday disobey the proverb."
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