The diary game 16-02-2026 : A Day in Service of Our Guests

Hello, dear friends! How is everyone doing? I hope you are all well and enjoying your time with your loved ones, no matter where you are. Today, I want to share another day of my life with you all. I hope you find some time to read my post and that you find it enjoyable enough to upvote.

Today, I had a lot of work to do at home as guests were arriving, and many arrangements had to be made. I had to wake up very early in the morning, and without thinking of anything else, I began my day by offering the morning prayers. It has been my routine for a long time now, and it is also an obligation for Muslims across the world to start the day with prayer and embrace peace and positive energy.

After I finished praying and prostrating in reverence, I returned home. It was time to first help my mother with the morning chores. Only after completing them and having my breakfast did I set out to collect bread from a baker in a neighbouring village. We had called him a day earlier and ordered some special traditional Kashmiri bread, which is commonly used here in the valley.

Upon reaching there, I had to wait for some time as the bread was not yet ready. After waiting for a while, I collected my order and paid around ₹600 for about 120 pieces. Then I headed back home.

After reaching home, I had to receive the cook who had arrived at the main market of the village. Since he was coming to our house for the first time and did not know the exact address, I went to bring him home. Before he could start his work, I made sure he was properly served. I offered him tea and arranged for warmth because of the early morning dip in temperature. Once he felt comfortable, he began his preparations.

Soon, all of us became involved in the cooking process in one way or another. I had to bring spices and other necessary items. We were preparing a typical Kashmiri Wazwan cuisine, which is quite famous here and is usually served to guests to make them feel special. I also had to arrange utensils that could accommodate the large quantity of food being prepared. Thankfully, we had most of the required utensils at home, except for one huge vessel needed to cook rice for about 30 to 40 people. For that, I took my car and went to a shopkeeper who is the custodian of vessels rented out by the mosque committee, with the proceeds going to the mosque.

I also had to visit different markets to purchase items from various shops, which made the day quite tiring. Later, I connected the cooking area to the main power supply as there was no lighting arrangement there. For this, I arranged two long wires to connect one end of our house to the cooking area.

When the guests finally arrived, I had to serve them tea and other items that were already prepared. Then the actual work began. By that time, I was already exhausted, with sore legs and hardly able to move, yet I could not afford to rest. If I had, some tasks might have remained incomplete and the guests might not have been served properly.

Later, after helping the cook serve the guests their favourite Kashmiri Wazwan dishes along with rice, I had to carry the dishes from the cooking area to the room where the guests were seated. From there, the cook served them. It was again a physically demanding task. Not only I, but my brother was also exhausted, yet we had no choice but to complete everything properly.

It was around 11 PM when I finally had my dinner, only after all the guests and family members had finished theirs. It was our responsibility to take proper care of them and ensure that none of our efforts went in vain.

Thank you for going through my post. Have a great time ahead.