My aunt and Uncle came from Trivandrum with a mission of seeing Bangalore and Mysore. It was in effect opportunity for me to prove that I am the real guide with in house expertise in travel and tourist destinations. For the present my brain analyzed permutation and combination and to make their trip a really purposeful one, I decided to take them to Mysore. The story anyways is not about the travel but an interesting part on the interesting psyche of a 60 yr old normal woman’s world view.
We had our last destination in Mysore, the Brindavan Gardens. Here there was an interesting couple, who were involved so romantically that they actually forgot the people around them. This invited serious looks from my aunt who was naturally more affected due to the excesses. Her face had so many expressions that were a mixture of hate, surprise and anger. I never posted any questions at that juncture and tried to catch a nap so that I feel fit for the journey back to Bangalore.
After a very peaceful drive, when we are about to enter Bangalore my aunt had another chance to see some of this totally romantically addicted couples. I had an intuition that this is coming and it came.
Aunt: These people have nothing to do. I feel they are not married.
Me: Yes. True. They are totally in love
Aunt: How can they love before marriage? These are dirty people
Me: They are having fun but
Aunt: They do not belong to good family.
Me: They have pretty decent clothes. It seems to me they are well off.
Aunt: What is the use?
Me: It protects them from cold and heat.
Aunt: I am not talking about clothes.
MeJ Yes I know
Aunt: I saw the same thing in Lal bagh
Me: What?
Aunt: These dirty ones and they have T-Shirts over their navals
Me: The Guys?
Aunt: No the Girls
Me(silently thinking): It would have been good. Did they pierce anything?
Aunt: They make a mockery of their culture. Dirty Ones.
Me: Aunt but why do u talk about the culture?
Aunt: We never lived like that.
Me: So u did not have any chance?
Aunt: What chance?
Me: Opportunites
Aunt: I did not understand(Silent look from my Dad to me)
Me: Fine. When did u get married?
Aunt: 20
Me: Did u go to college?
Aunt: When?
Me: At any time
Aunt:No
Me: Ok
Me: Now the world is free. We are free people and we can live on our terms. Boys and girls are equal/
Aunt: They are dirty. They are hanging around after 10
Me: It is good right. The city is safe.
Aunt: Yes that is true.
Aunt: But
Me: What? Do you watch the daily soaps in TV
Aunt: I watch almost all
Me: What do u see in that?
Aunt:
Me: Aunt
Aunt to Mom: Now they also show ladies with 2 husbands. Oh all the dirty ones.
Me: Here it goes. I feel in most of the films the hero and heroine is not married. When they get married it is THE END.
Aunt: They are the dirty ones though
Aunt: These movies and serials.
Me: U also watch them
Aunt: These days girls are worse. They corrupt guys also.
Uncle: Enough.
Me: Did u get corrupt?
UncleJ
Aunt: Fine we will not allow any of the girls in Bangalore to get married to any of our kids
Me: Sorry I will marry according to my wish
Aunt: He also would have some girl friends. The dirty ones
Me: __$#%#(silently)
Dad: Check the girls for your bro in Bharat Matrimony once u reach home
We had our last destination in Mysore, the Brindavan Gardens. Here there was an interesting couple, who were involved so romantically that they actually forgot the people around them. This invited serious looks from my aunt who was naturally more affected due to the excesses. Her face had so many expressions that were a mixture of hate, surprise and anger. I never posted any questions at that juncture and tried to catch a nap so that I feel fit for the journey back to Bangalore.
After a very peaceful drive, when we are about to enter Bangalore my aunt had another chance to see some of this totally romantically addicted couples. I had an intuition that this is coming and it came.
Aunt: These people have nothing to do. I feel they are not married.
Me: Yes. True. They are totally in love
Aunt: How can they love before marriage? These are dirty people
Me: They are having fun but
Aunt: They do not belong to good family.
Me: They have pretty decent clothes. It seems to me they are well off.
Aunt: What is the use?
Me: It protects them from cold and heat.
Aunt: I am not talking about clothes.
MeJ Yes I know
Aunt: I saw the same thing in Lal bagh
Me: What?
Aunt: These dirty ones and they have T-Shirts over their navals
Me: The Guys?
Aunt: No the Girls
Me(silently thinking): It would have been good. Did they pierce anything?
Aunt: They make a mockery of their culture. Dirty Ones.
Me: Aunt but why do u talk about the culture?
Aunt: We never lived like that.
Me: So u did not have any chance?
Aunt: What chance?
Me: Opportunites
Aunt: I did not understand(Silent look from my Dad to me)
Me: Fine. When did u get married?
Aunt: 20
Me: Did u go to college?
Aunt: When?
Me: At any time
Aunt:No
Me: Ok
Me: Now the world is free. We are free people and we can live on our terms. Boys and girls are equal/
Aunt: They are dirty. They are hanging around after 10
Me: It is good right. The city is safe.
Aunt: Yes that is true.
Aunt: But
Me: What? Do you watch the daily soaps in TV
Aunt: I watch almost all
Me: What do u see in that?
Aunt:
Me: Aunt
Aunt to Mom: Now they also show ladies with 2 husbands. Oh all the dirty ones.
Me: Here it goes. I feel in most of the films the hero and heroine is not married. When they get married it is THE END.
Aunt: They are the dirty ones though
Aunt: These movies and serials.
Me: U also watch them
Aunt: These days girls are worse. They corrupt guys also.
Uncle: Enough.
Me: Did u get corrupt?
UncleJ
Aunt: Fine we will not allow any of the girls in Bangalore to get married to any of our kids
Me: Sorry I will marry according to my wish
Aunt: He also would have some girl friends. The dirty ones
Me: __$#%#(silently)
Dad: Check the girls for your bro in Bharat Matrimony once u reach home
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