Iron | But I Smile Anyway...

Saturday is TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge – and the prompt word is IRON.

Image from Google – Shuttestock

I thought of the irons and ironing in India when I have been to visit. There are obviously irons on India, and most households will have one, but there is this luxury that us in the western world would appreciate greatly!

Even though I love ironing, (really!) when the heat is hitting 40 degrees C, there is definitely a chance that I won’t want to stand there pressing clothes!

So this is when you phone the dhobi wala, or press wala. Basically the laundry, or ironing man.

He comes to your house with a bike that has a huge wooden table attached to the back of it, and a heavy coal fuelled iron, like the one in the image above, then he stand in your veranda and irons all your clothes for under £2-3!

Or if it is too hot,or you aren’t in a hurry, he takes your basket of clothes, and delivers them back to you later, fully ironed!

And they are ironed to perfection! You just have to be careful to explain if you have high fashion clothes that require creases in the places they are, or if you have jeans that want NO creases, because once that heavy iron hits your clothes, there is no going back crease-wise!!

So, onto my haiku (tanka) for today…