Cookingbar

I mentioned about my maid before, there are maid again at this time.

Maid “What would you like lunch box today?”
Me “Everything is OK, except for curry”
Maid “How about sandwich?”
Me “Sounds good, you can use ham in a fridge”
Maid “It is already over”
Me “How about sausage?”
Maid “It is already finish”
Me “Then, what do we have?”
Maid “Cookingbar, I will cook sandwich with Cookingbar”
Me “Sounds good! Anyway, what is cookingbar you said?”
Maid “Cookingbar means Cookingbar”
Me “I can’t understand Hindu as you know, please say it in English”
Maid “Cookingbar is English”

After her saying, she took a cucumber from a fridge.

Maid “This is Cookingbar!”
Me “Hey! It is cucumber!”

My English is also Japanese English, which is not so fantastic. But I think cucumber is not Cookingbar.

By the way, this story is not related to main theme of this essay. The point of this essay is smoking. From 2nd of this month, Indian government has started to forbid smoking inside every building strictly. Australia also forbid smoking, but smoking in Pub can be allowed. So it is much stricter than Australia.
Ridiculous.

And even outside, it does not seem to allow smoking in commence area. Sidewalk means commence area, so we have to smoke on street where cars run.
Dangerous.

What’s more, even at home, if maid feels bad, it does not seem to allow smoking.
Unbelievable.

As I am a heavy smoker, it is bothering to me. My boss says “You would be better stop smoking at this good opportunity” What is he saying? If I can do, I would have already stopped it. Actually, I decide to stop smoking at least 5 times a year, it means I fail it 5 times a year.
Stupid me.

As I got heat up, I felt dizzy. So I started to smoke…
The time when I was being with Marlboro’s smoke, maid comes to me.

Maid “Akey! Cookingbar!”
Me “Shut up…”

Cookingbar