Sarcas-Wife
Disclaimer : This is not a conversation between my husband and me. I can be the sarcas-wife but he is definitely not the Neanderthal man (NM) quoted in the conversation below ! This is an imagined scenario, though the existence of this Neanderthal man is true, even if they are less in numbers. It is a fact that in the midst of the wonderful men in our life, we have this kind of species too.
NM : Hey you know what, there are a few things that I wanted to clarify before we got married.
Sarcas-wife (SW) : Yeah, please tell me.
NM : I am the only son to my parents. My mother bore me for nine months and after a very difficult child birth, I was born. I can't even imagine the difficulties that my mother had to go through my early childhood years.
SW : Oh, really ? I never knew that boys were born that way. When my mother wanted a child, she went and stood under the peepal tree and prayed to the Gods. Immediately I was plonked into my mother's lap. It was as easy-peasy as that. Plus you know what ? I was born as the third child, in a family which had two daughters already. Being the 1970s and all that, everyone in the house particulary my paternal grandparents were so so excited at my birth, that it seems the celebrations went on for days. My mother still recollects as to how she could not get the smile out of her face on my birth.
NM : My parents had to struggle really hard to get me educated and send me to one of the top schools in the city. Since I did not score enough marks in my board exams (you see..I was never that great in studies), they had to shell out a few lakhs to get me admitted into a private college. They have spent so much money on me.
SW : Right. My parents sent us only to a Govt school nearby, even though they are pretty well of. We all studied well and got us ourselves admitted into various colleges of repute. I studied fully on a scholarship and was in fact a Gold medalist.
NM : Okay...Okay. All that does not matter. What is important right now is that, since my parents have done so much for me, I am indebted to them. Also I am so precious to them. So I want all of us to live together and I want you to be a good daughter-inlaw.
SW : I totally see your point. Now I realise that, to my parents, I am nothing but just a piece of trash. So now that you have opened my eyes, I am totally willing to serve you and your family. I will consider it a great honour. As for my parents ..Let them go to hell ! This is what they deserve for giving birth to a girl child.
Humour sometimes is the only way to make sense of the senseless things happening around us.
NM : Hey you know what, there are a few things that I wanted to clarify before we got married.
Sarcas-wife (SW) : Yeah, please tell me.
NM : I am the only son to my parents. My mother bore me for nine months and after a very difficult child birth, I was born. I can't even imagine the difficulties that my mother had to go through my early childhood years.
SW : Oh, really ? I never knew that boys were born that way. When my mother wanted a child, she went and stood under the peepal tree and prayed to the Gods. Immediately I was plonked into my mother's lap. It was as easy-peasy as that. Plus you know what ? I was born as the third child, in a family which had two daughters already. Being the 1970s and all that, everyone in the house particulary my paternal grandparents were so so excited at my birth, that it seems the celebrations went on for days. My mother still recollects as to how she could not get the smile out of her face on my birth.
NM : My parents had to struggle really hard to get me educated and send me to one of the top schools in the city. Since I did not score enough marks in my board exams (you see..I was never that great in studies), they had to shell out a few lakhs to get me admitted into a private college. They have spent so much money on me.
SW : Right. My parents sent us only to a Govt school nearby, even though they are pretty well of. We all studied well and got us ourselves admitted into various colleges of repute. I studied fully on a scholarship and was in fact a Gold medalist.
NM : Okay...Okay. All that does not matter. What is important right now is that, since my parents have done so much for me, I am indebted to them. Also I am so precious to them. So I want all of us to live together and I want you to be a good daughter-inlaw.
SW : I totally see your point. Now I realise that, to my parents, I am nothing but just a piece of trash. So now that you have opened my eyes, I am totally willing to serve you and your family. I will consider it a great honour. As for my parents ..Let them go to hell ! This is what they deserve for giving birth to a girl child.
Humour sometimes is the only way to make sense of the senseless things happening around us.
Labels: Indian marriages, personal, ranjani
#posted by [ ranjani.sathish ]
LOl was a wonderful read, we face such situation at times.
Posted by
Sumana |
11:55 AM
LOL! Even the non-Neandertals can come up such gems at times...one just has to be a husband! (Apologies to Satish and other honourable exceptions.)
And yes, one has to take the help of humour at such times.:)
Posted by
sandhya |
12:16 PM
Sumana and Sandhya thanks ! There is no limit to the "gems" that abound, around us :-)
Posted by
ranjani.sathish |
1:25 PM
LOL!
Posted by
utbtkids |
2:24 PM
Funny and true!
Posted by
yaadayaada |
8:10 PM
Utbt and YY, though it is not surprising, each time I hear an Indian male talk like that I feel so shocked.
Posted by
ranjani.sathish |
9:23 PM
Laughed out loud after reading this.. Humour is often the best way to convey serious messages...Nevertheless, it is normally the Indian males who go bald trying to sort out this mess between parents and wife..:), tough life buddy..:)..
Posted by
Aruna |
10:49 AM
Tragi-comic situation, true all around..
Posted by
Choxbox |
9:01 PM