The bathtub -A tiny tale

The location was beautiful. It reminded her of the time they spent on their honeymoon.  They checked into the room and couldn’t believe their eyes. It was the most breathtaking sight from the window. The room was carpeted and it felt like walking on soft pashmina barefooted. She checked the bathroom. The flowers left a scent which could mesmerize anyone. It was smelling of lavender, her favorite.

The bathroom looked so regal. Paintings adorning the walls, flowers in vases everywhere. The potpourri smelling like a dream. It was so so perfect. She was so tired of the journey, she just wanted to soak in the bathtub and lay there for hours.

She poured some wine in the wine glass and kept it aside the bathtub. It was a complete stress relieving setup. She got hold of the book which she wanted to read from a very very long time and was ecstatic to finally delve into the words. She stepped into the bathtub and just immersed into the water. She wanted to lay there forever. She closed her eyes and started feeling the stress going away from her body. She took a sip from her wine glass. But…. She spit it out so forcefully as if she had tasted something very very bitter. Then…

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She leaped out of the bathtub, grabbed the old smelly clothes, quickly changed into them. And there she was, her one hand holding the soiled diaper and the other hand holding the smiling baby on top of the commode

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To all the mothers out there, CHEERS !!