How embarrassing it was for me. I was constantly nagging, ticking off children for losing the expensive pen which I gifted them, blamed them not to value gifts and then one fine day I got it inside my pouch which I carried to school. Actually I had borrowed it for my work few days before, forgot to return, and later on kept on scolding my sons for the careless handling of things. Ashamed of my behaviour I had to eat a humble pie.
Never mind I guess all mothers are more or less like this. They scold and then they pamper. Of course I baked a cake for my brats who faced the music without their fault. Isn’t it looking good in the picture above?
Tarun has a habit of keeping things in a safe place only to forget later on. When he can’t recollect his so called safe place then he simply announces that it was me whom he handed over the things. I keep on rejecting the idea and suggest him to check his brief cases. Very confidently he would open his bags in front of me and turns red when he finds it right there where I told him. No wonder he smiles and eats a humble pie.
What about you? Does it happen with you during one of these days ?
This poem totally expose our politicians while “the people” eat humble pie…..
The Elitists in Government are dragging their feet,
while “the people” eat humble pie and sweat,
wondering how far their lives will plunge into
the unknown depths of chaos and debt,
They wine, dine and schmooze on the
Hill of no thrills,
In the meantime, people are losing their homes,
Dropping dead or electing to end
their lives with pills or any means they
can find, because they can’t afford to
take care of their children as they should,
Yet, the Politicians continue to act as if
United States’ condition is “All Good”
With indifference they retire to their mansions
and lives of prosperity, while the “little people”
are left hanging in the wind,
Then they turn around and blame their incompetence
on the only minority who is desperately trying to save the
country from ruin and pestilence…..