All that H4/homemaker post got me thinking, how did an Indian/Egyptian queen pass her time? I think like this:
9am: wake up
9.30am: drink herbal tea in a gold cup served by a maiden and eat hot fluffy poori with spicy chole
10am: dip into a marble king-sized tub, filled with lukewarm water, rose petals and rose essence.
10.30am: allow 5 fair maidens to scrub back and give a sponge bath
11am: allow a muscular hunk to give a foot massage
11.30 to 12.30pm: choose a dress
12.30pm: allow the fair maidens to fit you in that dress and apply gaudy make up. All this while giggling mindlessly
1.15pm: show off the gaudy make up to your king. Well, it's more of a fight because the queen has to fight with his other 5 queens who all want to show off their gaudy make-ups.
1.45pm: lunch of chicken tikka masala, dal chawal ,roti, kheer, pickles, curds, paneer makhani, tandoori gobi, garlic naan, maggi noodles.
2.30pm: try very hard to take a nap because it's just too hot. There is no fan/AC and those maidens who fan using those useless feathers are just hopeless (plus you can't increase their speed).
3 pm: drink herbal tea and do useless chit chat with the other queens and concubines. Show off the latest fashion accessories.
4pm : get ready to attend the king's 6th wedding
5pm : pretend to be happy seeing the king's 6th wife
6pm-7pm: gather around with the other 5 wives and bitch about the 6th wife. Pray that she never bears a son.
7pm: enjoy or atleast pretend to enjoy a bull-fight
8pm: dinner time, again vie with the other wives to get the king's attention (very slim chance as today he has eyes only for the 6th one). Enjoy the fried rice, rajma, bhaingan bhaja, masala vadas, bisibelabath, holige, chom-chom, ragullas, luchi, alu dom, panner tikkas, kadai paneer, rose milk, vanilla ice cream with fruit salad etc etc...
9pm : play cards with the bimbo sahelis. Yell at the lady to fan harder.
10 pm: pray hard that the king chooses to visit your room tonight and pray harder that you bear him a son.
Do I want to be a queen? Hmm...except for that foot massage, bath and food being a queen sucks big time. So I shall pass. What about you?
Ok, I lied. The inspiration for this post was this song,