My maid is not in town and my writing is really suffering for it.
It is not like I am washing dishes, swabbing floors or cleaning the clothes. However, just the act of managing some four different maids who enter at all odd hours is so tiring that I have absolutely no mood to write. It is like as if they have drunk away all my creative juices along with their enormous glasses of tea.
Just waiting for maid to come back. Now I realise her value and I promise to appreciate her better hereafteTill then, this weird form of writers block will continue, I guess! :-(