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The expectations from Indian women are many. When will the questions for women end? Arundhati Venkatesh has a delightful surprise for December’s writing theme, ‘Endings’.
Even when I was a school girl, it had been made amply clear – “the goal” was marriage. Nothing else mattered as much, neither capability, nor performance. I was dark-skinned, who would marry me? This, when my age hadn’t even hit the double digit mark.
In a few years, more was expected of me than just being a decorative piece. I didn’t know to cook, how did I intend to please the in-laws? And, didn’t I know the way to a man’s heart was through his stomach?
When I was twenty-four, the matchmakers began “work” in earnest. The pressure was palpable.
Finally, I did get married. Overnight (ahem), the goalpost shifted. So the next thing was to deliver the “good news” aka baby. The first twenty times I was asked if there was any “news”, my response was about developments at work, our weekend jaunts and vacations. Then it struck me (yes, I was slow, in more ways than one). I took my time to deliver the good news, and the baby.
As soon as we had dealt with breastfeeding, weaning, sleep deprivation and the school dilemma, the friendly nudges began anew. Now that he is in school, isn’t it time you have the next one? That made me wonder if the purpose of the education system was to allow adults to engage in procreation. I searched for a suitable response. Should I proffer a frank and direct reply – but why should I provide information on something so personal? Should I try evasion tactics – but that meant dealing with the same question over and over again, like a grinder working on idli batter. I confronted the husband – It wasn’t fair, why didn’t anyone ask him?
Two more years passed. There was no end in sight. Everyone (and I do mean everyone) had advice to offer, unsolicited, but well-meaning of course. I was told that two was the golden number; or else the poor dear would be lonely and pine for company. Then one day, the domestic help decided to use a tactic to help me arrive at the “right” decision.
‘Do you want a younger brother to play with, or a sister?’ she asked the kid as she was dusting the furniture. The child’s prompt response uttered with great finality sealed the matter once and for all.
“I want a dog”, he said.
Pic credit: Valerie Everett (Used under a Creative Commons license)
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Haw haw… that was funny! I wrote something similar to this a while back.
Yes, the Great Indian Noose spares no one!
haha! Lovely! If only we could think like kids! 🙂
But we can use their lines 😉 I do!
Lovvvved the last line!!! 😀
Thanks, would’ve passed it on, but I don’t want to remind him of The Dog Demand. As of now he is making do with soft toy dogs, after I offered to get fish as pets :/
very funny. enjoyed p’s answer.Poking ur nose into other’s business is one thing that irritates me about indians. Surprisingly it is not so prominent with other nationals. Imagine the plight of a girl if one of the two, marriage or childbirth is delayed a little. Not even by choice but by chance. The girl becomes answerable to every new person she meets.
Thanks, Rama. Sadly, nosy folks don’t seem to realise or care about what the person in question is going through, and the effect of their inquisitiveness
When people ask you to have another baby, tell them you are trying and how often you try. Offer to provide details. That should shut people up well and good.
My tactic is to ask them if they are offering to babysit while you go to work. Since the question is often popped by people who have less than nothing to do with you, that usually sends them scampering for cover!
Absolutely loved the last line 😀
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