🛋️ The Remote Control Hunt: A Tale of Domestic Warfare!

In life, some battles don't require preparation; they just begin. One such battle erupts when the household's remote control goes missing. It's not just a small piece of plastic, but a symbol of domestic peace, to which every family member claims ownership. And when it vanishes, consider it the start of a mini-Mahabharata!

First, a calm, "Where's the remote?" is asked. Then the voice gets a little louder, "Hey, who took the remote?" And when no answer comes, the first phase of the 'unknown war' begins: flipping sofa cushions. Every cushion, every blanket, every stack of magazines is checked. Meanwhile, a family member might claim, "I didn't even see it," even though you're certain it was last in their hand!

The second phase of the war is 'detective work': "Who saw it? Who used it? When was it last seen?" Everyone blames everyone else. The kids sit quietly in front of the TV as if they know nothing, while you suspect it's their mischief. Then, finally, the remote is found in a place no one could have imagined—perhaps in the fridge, in a toy box, or even in your own pocket, which you had forgotten about!

And then comes the final phase of the war: 'reunion'. As soon as the remote is found, peace settles over the house, as if a major crisis has been averted. But this peace is temporary, because you know this battle will erupt again. This remote control, though small, is a peculiar yet amusing truth of our domestic lives, giving us a chance to laugh and, sometimes, to curse each other!