MY JUICE MAKING ATTEMPT: SPOON JUICE

That was a hot morning, a Sunday, where we youth, never see a 10 .00 am. But I had seen a 10.00 am that day because of the terrible heat. My mother switched off my fan. No choice for me, I had to wake up. I woke up by 9 itself had a look over the news paper, I was studying in 12std that time ,we always start reading at news paper from the back side. Firstly the sports page anywhere cricket scores are there, because I wanted to dominate the evening cricket match by spelling out all the score. But that day I didn’t have much to learn. So I went to my mother’s home which was very near. I noticed our new mixer grinder, Philips: probably it was the day I lost the belief in Philips.

                I have seen some fresh mangos in the refrigerator, so I decided to try our new mixer with ma juice making attempt. The mixer was very advanced; less sound making, timing system, filtering inbuilt, touch free, and so on. But that attempt was a real testing for any mixer.  Because I prefer drinking  than making juice and nobody else would have been tried this kind of juice. I had a perfect start offering everybody at home mango milkshake. Then I cut those mangos into small pieces took milk from freezer started crushing it. I took the new mixer manual; I read it carefully, because already I have a bad name for giving repairers more work. I studied it fully and started my attempt. I took the jar and kept those over the mixer motor. Perfect fit, I was happy. I put the milk into it then the whole pieces of mangos and sugar as much as I can.

                Then, after calling all gods I know names, I started my attempt: I closed the jar with the top, then set the time as 30 seconds . With all anxiety and wish moved my hands to the switch, I turned around; my whole family members were looking at me, I was more anxious ..Twick…I press the switch…

“Beep beep…………….”, that was the only sound came, not just because the mixer was not so noisy:, that was not working. I  turned around,  they were still gazing at me. Without minding those I switched off it and went for another attempt(not because that I had registered for ca and should get experience of attempting more)… this time I didn’t look back , I wanted them to go away. Again” Twick and beep” …without any hesitation I started cursing the mixer. Even though I didn’t use any mixer before I valued it as the worst mixer I ever used. And I started my usual research on why that was not working

                Then I took a “SPOON” which was the hero of the day and tested every part of the mixer. I wanted be a hero there. I opened the top of the jar and started checking inside. Meanwhile I took the manual and started reading. While manually putting the spoon inside and turning the mixer blade , my multiprocessor brain found out the reason in the manual. Great invention; the mixer’s minimum timing should be more than 30 seconds. I was so happy, and I announced the reason like a by hearted speech, without knowing the danger behind the over anxiety and multiprocessing.

                I restarted the work which was very easy after all. Fit the top back to the jar set the time to one minute. Press the switch. Have a speech about my findings; that is it. But I couldn’t  realize the danger inside….yes…really it was there inside without informing me, without giving an eye to anybody standing near to me…..yes he was none other than the hero “THE SPOON”. I forgot to take that back from the jar that was there still checking the blade of mixer, didn’t show his head or tail even when I closed top of the jar.

                Look at my fate……I kept my hands on the switch didn’t think of the hero inside, who can make the hero outside a villain. Ultimately I press the switch,” twick tack….twin ,twugh ,,,twish,tooosh blom.,,,, pzzz…………………..twishhhhhhhhhhhhhh”””””””…………..the top of the jar was 2 or 3 meters away from the mixer. Thanks to the invention it went off automatically. But half the mango milk shake was drunken by my kitchen walls. I was frightened; my multiprocessor didn’t allow me to look at anyone near to me who had served with juice before they were asking for that. Then I saw our hero’s head in the juice left in the jar. I had wished all were blind for a minute so that I can take the hero and finish the movie. But he was so clever to have an eye contact with my grandma too. It was all over; the hero was like a hockey stick, but would not be a problem when it could kill a brand new Philips mixer.

                I don’t want to say the things happened and climax dialogue I heard after my attempt, you can imagine. It went on to be just disastrous attempt and I went with the mixer to the nearest repairer. After that attempt, it was so easy for me to have juice from my house;  just order for the juice and enjoy it because others don’t want to lose their mixer for my attempts…………………but the hero is still there even though we replaced the mixer  at home looking at me every time I go to kitchen reminding  me about the problem of multiprocessing and juice making………………