An Omelette of Relationships

I actually intend to contribute something for my blog today. But the only problem is I dont have the proper stuff to grumble about. Shall I tell you about the kid next door which again broke the right side mirror of my bike today? :( Or about the surprising and annoying fact which I came to know today that my servant maid's husband is 50 years elder to her??!! Or that irritating television mega serial which is completing its 400th episode today, where the hero has been trying to propose to the heroine for the past 200 episodes, but still not succeeded??!!!

Well, let me talk about something really serious. Aren't you confused with this post's title? So am I. Let me try to enlighten you. The following Story/Incident would center around a main and effective character, that is, an OMELETTE! This particular girl next door is a newly married belle dame. A couple of days back, I happened to hear the manly gruff voice of her Mother-in-law, shouting in front of their house. Whats happening? I just peeped out of my window and believe me, the girl's whole bunch of hair was under the clutches of that elderly woman, who is "supposed" to replace her mother after marriage (Well, Isn't a Mother-in-law supposed to be your mother too?). All the foul words, unheard of, were fired on this poor young victim. The reason for this mini "Battle of Panipet" goes like this.... The girl was asked to make two omelettes with two eggs. But the girl had, by, mistake, made it into a single omelette!! This sounds a much more important issue than the 'Nationalisation of Indian Rivers'. Isn't it??

Now, lets analyse the crux of this story. Was the omelette playing any actual role in the story?? Definitely not. What is the reason for the girl's ill-treatment, inspite of the girl having brought 100 sovereigns of gold as Dowry? As far as those who do not know the meaning of dowry..... It is a honorofic and polished form of the eleemosynary assistance, alms in plain terms, that a bride gives to her In-laws' place for accepting her as their daughter-in-law!! But what does the guy give? An extra whack on the girl's back, in front of the whole surrounding, for spoiling the omelette! A mother - pecked son!! So what was the reaction of that girl? She continues her household chores as usual the next day!

Was the fact that the girl "was not working" a major reason for the hospitality she received and still receives? I dont really understand. This is just one of the hundred stories that the Indian society could tell us, specially in families which still stick on to the stigma that "Daughters-in-law" are just another reasonable substitute for your maid! Believe me, even maids are more demanding these days. My maid literally conducted an interview before joining. Availability of washing machine and evening snacks was one of her first conditions! Coming back to the Omelette, sorry, subject..... May be the basic reason for the Mother-in-law's attitude is due to the fact that she feels insecured after the Jeune dame had come as a barrier between her son and this old lady. But still, I dont blame the entire section of In-Laws. It is just a fraction of them. However, there is absolutely no use in me writing about it nor you reading it, unless and until there comes a basic change in the mindset of such people. Lets cross our fingers!!

By the way, my Mom is bringing an omelette towards me... Oops, I'm going to turn a Non-omelettian!!

Why should I??

It is 5 o clock in the morning and I get up hearing the message beep sound from my mobile. Who is so interested in me this early morning? How caring they should be that they remember me even at this time!! I eagerly opened the message.......... !$%$^&%$%#@## ... I've no words to say. This was the actual text:

Message:

[---An image of a certain God---- ]

Forward this to 20 people, otherwise
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You will fail in your end semester examination...
If your present results have come, you may fail in the next semester..
You will have bad luck chasing you for seven whole years...
You will not get a job after completing studies...
You may even end up meeting with an accident today, if you ignore...
So take it seriously.

Note: If you delete this message, an extra seven years bad luck will follow you.

How annoying!! I'm even being offered bonus points for deleting the message!! I haven't even started my day and my darling friend has wished me with so many good things!! Of course, I should agree that the friend has really "cared" for me!! My only anxiety is - Why are people so jobless?? Fwds are just to make the receiver feel good about you and not to urge them to take up something in their hands and throw at you!! I'm now searching for something really huge. What shall I throw at my "Sweet friend" who holds the copyright for that sweet message?

Hutambakkam Again!!!

I'm all the more excited over the fact that my tiring village internship would come to an end by this week. This relief comes along with a couple of advantages. So here it goes.... No more being a victim of the staring/skating Specimen, which skates on the floor to gather attention or uses its donkey's voice to bray whenever it sees a salwar (it actually tries to sing a hindi song with its voice, sorry, thats noise!!). Then comes the darling friend of the above mentioned specimen- AD (Amul Dabba). AD simply loves the ladies seat!! Whats wrong with him?? Now comes the most exciting character among my chiefs- THE INSECT, having an everlasting smile on his face. I always keep staring at the table fan in his room- that is his worst enemy.(I fear it may make him fly faster than an insect). His shirt, with the collar button properly used without a tie, scares me as if his head alone would jump out! Imagine insect's head alone flying in the air with that smile!! Gods!! the Hutambakkam's list never ends- the Universe with his protruding belly, Mr.Small Brother, KC (Kari Chatti), BJ (Budhi Jeevi), MP (Mallu Punnaku), the THING (another friend of Specimen!), high heels, davu, Chinna Manushan, and of course- Mr.Big P!!! (dont feel relieved that the list has ended! To be contd...) Guess the only proper thing I've learnt from this village is "Nick naming". How depressing!!

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