sehri=one more day with ungrateful moments???

*Ringing of an alarm clock * (4:45 in the morning). I got up from my bed, hardly able to keep my eyes open, half blind, headed towards the bathroom, almost bumping into things, to wash my face and to brush my teeth. Still sleepy, telling myself again and again, “Wake up sleepy head! Duty calls!”
At last, being able to see clearly, I headed towards the kitchen to prepare sehri. Now that’s not such an easy job in my house but someone has to do it. As everyone around here has different choices and want something different to eat than other. For example one wants a cup of tea so other wants a glass of juice.
While the microwave oven was doing its work, heating the food, I already had prepared. I better catch with mine. Now this is the most difficult part of my job being a mother, waking my children up from their sleep. I think even if there will be a robbery at my house, instead of helping, these two kids of mine would be like, “Han! Thori der baad ana, abhi sonay do.”
Entering their room, I screamed’ “Maheen, Mohammad, wake up! Sehri nae karni kiya? Azaan ho jaegi thori mai….” And as expected, no response! The time came when I had to shout my head off and start shaking the kids, the time was running out and only fifteen minutes were left. Finally after literally pulling them up I ran to my room to wake my husband and than to the next room to wake up the children’s grand parents.
After five minutes they all appeared rubbing their eyes looking at me like I committed a sin waking them up. “No body thinks about me that I have been up since 4:45 am preparing them sehri, keeping their likes and dislikes in mind but no! Sometimes they become so ungrateful but I guess this is what we call life” I said to my self and started serving them.