The infamously obstinate kitchen grime and dirt lay placidly on my shelves and jars. I was cleaning my kitchen and had decided to tackle that ultimate bane of housekeeping.
Tapping on a kitchen hack I had come to know of, I fetched a small cup of cooking oil with a straw in it and set it down. Reaching out, I brought down a grimy jar, then proceeded to drip on it a few drops of oil using the straw.
He stopped by and looked with interest as I was rubbing the oil into the grime.
"Are you cleaning the jars?"
"Yes, and the shelves too."
When all the oil had been rubbed in, I took a paper napkin and wiped down the jar. Almost as if a miracle, it came out grime-less and clean.
"I see you've got a splendid hack for grime there." He nodded in approval at the gleaming jar.
"Thanks! It should work even on the thickest grime that I hadn't touched in years! But it will probably take a little more oil, and time..." I glanced up at the ancient layer of dirt on the topmost shelf. "Soap and water is fine for surface dirt, but for stubbornly rooted grime, rubbing oil loosens it from the surface so it can be easily wiped away. And then, an easy wash with soap and water for total cleansing!"
"That sounds pretty much like how people can be restored too – cleaning out the grime from what's in the depths of their minds - using the right cleansing agent and a little time - then a final surface wash, and we're good as new." He grinned.
"That's indeed pretty much it, I guess." I stared at the clean jar in my hand. It wasn't sticky to the touch or dirty anymore.
"But it will be all worth it to have everything restored to its former shine, won't it?" He said, looking at the other jars sitting on the shelves.
"Yeah! Then the jars will be all ready for use again!" I grinned back.
"Great! I'll leave you to it then." He waved as I shook a grimy hand at him, and then walked away as I picked up the next jar.
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