Uninspired....

"Uninspired,God,am so uninspired!!!!!",the gal looked up into the skies in despair.And God watched her in amusement.It was a beautiful day and flowers everywhere with the advent of spring.She had been literally swamped with work for the past one week and had been trying to come up with a surprise for her husband's birthday.She wanted to do too many things together.Write a post,bake a cake,eat healthy,keep a clean house,paint,read,take long walks and what not...and into the mad rush was thrown the idea of coming up with a great present for her hubby.
It was time to spring clean her brain .Unknown to his creations ,every year,God spring cleaned their brains replacing broken dreams with fresh ones,disappointments with hopes and right now there were tiny elves who were soaping her brain and scrubbing away. There were soap suds all over the place which explained the excessive earwax buildup and why she cud not think straight.She clutched her hair and tried to think of an idea for a gift.She had a sense of time running out.
Just yday she had made a fish curry using a recipe out of the internet.It had smelt awesome but alas,due to an excessive amount of fenugreek used,the curry was unthinkably bitter.God cud not help but smile at her expression when she tasted it.She was too tuf on herself and refused to give herself time to settle down.She was impatient with herself.
Inside her brain,the elves were hard at work.Supervising them,was the chief cleaner,Chakki, a plump tiny elf with a kind face and wearing a sky blue apron.She walked up to Dhamu, the elf in charge of cleaning the memory archive,as he stood staring up a a big pile of tiny crumpled paper balls and thrown in the corner behind the motor area.Chuckling at Dhamu's expression, she bent over to pick up one of the crumpled bits of paper and smoothed it out."Dentist,call pops,buy veggies,mail revs,sort hubby's socks,iron his clothes,take oil bath....". Chakki's voice trailed away as she looked at the long list filled with tiny handwrtiting.Dhamu looked at her with his black eyes and said "Can u believe the woman?She makes lists for everything under the sky and her printer in the frontal lobe room is totally out of ink and paper.God has asked me to put in a couple of extra rolls of paper for her. When I told him that it may mean a shortage of paper for one of the others, he says to use toilet paper. This woman must be desperate".Chakki sighed.Dhamu cud be very difficult at times. “Just get on with it and don’t u question the Lord” she says and moves on before Dhamu cud come up with a retort.

She moved on to the occipital lobe room which was used to conure up dreams and thoughts. This was a magical room and her personal favourite.8 tiny elves were earnestly sorting thru the vibrant colorful skeins of silky translucent stuff. This was what dreams were made of, where ideas were born and thoughts turned into images. There were all possible colors and the elves were rolling the skeins up neatly and tucking them into the tiny drawers which were all around the room, from ceiling to floor. This was an easy job and was always done by the ELTs. (Entry level trainees).In a corner stood a small pile of slightly faded and discolored threads.Chakki nodded approvingly. One of the elves came up holding a skein of rose pink and smiled at Chakki shyly.Chakki smiled back and said "She seems to have made good use of her imagination." The elf nodded back "That she has.She has run out of almost all the colours and her drawers are all empty." Chakki nods back and moves on to the hypothalamus area.

Here she finds a few elves , wearing hardhats, working on a set of pipes which ran around the room with spanners and screwdrivers.They had opened up one of the pipes and were pouring in some deep wine coloured liquid.One of the elves looked at her and said "Her pipes are all bone dry.Not one drop of adrenaline left." Chakki nods and says "Hmmm...she has had a lot of excitement in the last year.Oh goodness, I nearly forgot!God has asked u to put in some patience too.This one seems to need it more than usual.The elf nods and opens a barrel of silvery liquid and sets abt filling the tiny tins set around the room.

One of the elves was brushing away the cobwebs in all the rooms using a soft brush made of cloud wisps while another was chasing down and trying to grab a gnawer gnat which was flitting around.Gnawer gnats were ugly little blue creatures which made a buzzing sound and troubled the human souls no end.They brew worries and stole the carefree thoughts away.Chakki took out a silver paddle from her apron pocket and swatted at one of the creatures.She gingerly picked it up and gave it the panting elf."How many of these did u find?"she asked the elf."Just two,Madame.".Chakki was relieved.The gnats were troublesome creatures and hard to eliminate if there were large numbers.

Chakki took from her apron pocket a spray can labeled “Light-head”.She sprayed it around the room and the room seemed to immediately lighten up.She looked at the effect in satisfaction and then looked at her tiny green stopwatch.They were almost out of time.It took 4 whole days to clean up a brain sometimes and since this creation had no bolt ,it had take them a week.It was time to leave.She put 2 fingers in her mouth and blew a sharp whistle.

All the elves came scampering and then Chakki counted them to make sure none were left behind.Once they had left an elf inside a woman’s head by mistake.The poor terrified elf had run around in the lady’s brain causing chaos and nearly drove the woman mad,who kept complaining of something squealing inside her head.They proceeded to the nose,where Chakki tickled the top of the nose with her mop causing the gal to sneeze “Atishoooooooo…ooo” and out went all the elves in a rush.
The gal rubbed her nose wondering if she was coming down with an allergy .But she did not seem to sneeze anymore.Strangely enuf she did feel brighter and felt an urge to write bubble up…..an inspiration...