It is ant season in Delhi, monsoon will be coming soon but until then most houses have a little assistance with these little cleaning busy bodies picking up the crumbs we forgot.
Although I appreciate the help and am fascinated by their group activity and team work, looking at them does make me itch. I am torn between leaving them alone, wanting to wash them down the drain, fearing the goddess of wealth Lakshmi who is also represented by ants and a greater fear of my sister’s tut tutting at my killing anything.
Everything I do in the kitchen now must be done with precision to minimise the ant invasion as of course they help themselves to your honey, cookies, fruit, you name it. I even considered putting my box of cornflakes in the fridge (I ran out of Tupperware) as I left the house this morning as I didn’t want to pour a bowl of ants for breakfast…Crunchy Ant Cornflakes, do you think Kellogg’s would be interested?
Bubbly
