Thursday, July 7, 2011


I hate it when Ammi drags me along to dinners and receptions and parties hosted by people that I don’t know.

It is horrible. It is painful. It is torturous.

I sit there trying not to get bored out of my mind while the aunties gossip and the uncles discuss politics. I am left to socialize with their offspring, if any, or sit and watch TV. Or read the newspaper. Or maybe sit with them and listen in. Basically do whatever the hell I want to do. Now obviously my mother would like if I behaved like the mature young lady she expects me to be and talk to the aunties about makeup and the uncles about sports and the kids about Cow And Chicken and conduct myself like a well-spoken confident young woman.

I can’t do it. I just cannot. I sit and sulk and watch TV for a bit and wait for the food. And then I eat. And then I start getting bored so I sort of lose it.

The last time I sort of lost it was last week. We were at my mom’s khala's for an insanely sumptuous dinner (YESSSS.) and I was, as usual, bored out of my mind. I was randomly digging around in my bag, making a mental inventory of all the stuff in there, and I came across these shades that someone once gave to me. They’re square and have diamantes on the sides and they are totally lawls. I immediately put them on. Right there in the sitting room full of aunties who tch-tch at even a hint of unladylike behavior. They ignored me for a bit, and then two of the younger aunties started snickering at me.
‘How’s the view from in there, theek nazar aa raha hai?’
I replied that yes thank you I can see very well and continued staring at them through my asamkewl shades. They were staring to get uncomfortable. Then the khala asked me if I was feeling okay.

I loudly told her that I had pinkeye.

I think I embarrassed Ammi. Hhahahhahahhaahhahahahahaha. :B

She told everyone not to mind me because I’m a shodi and everyone proceeded to laugh hysterically.

I really couldn’t care less. At least it made the evening more interesting.



  1. i hate being dragged along to parties and dinners too. it's a pain meeting relatives that i don't know of, or relatives that i don't like.

    OMG, YOU SHOWED THEM! *massive high five* way to go. you're too cool. i could never have the guts to say or do anything like that amongst the annoying aunties-uncles.

  2. Hahahahaha. I enjoy company. Cause there' stwo good things you could do.
    1) Make other feel like morons.
    2) Act like a moron yourself.

    Hahaha, I liked the description of the Shades. Kinda want me to buy on e for myself :*)

  3. Your amma actually called you a 'shodi'? Wah ji wah. I'm impressed.

  4. i love the title of the post. :D

  5. hahah CLassic case of awesomeness :P

  6. I could totally relate cuz I hate gatherings too...where you dont know anyone. -.-
    OMG. did you actually wear them? hahhahahah. *bows down* master!
    You mum is cool. :p

  7. @Furree: LOL, highfive back :3

    @Hamza: Hahah I usually act like a moron myself :D

    @AcetylCholine: You have no ideaaa. My amma is CRAZY.

    @Felicity: Zank yew.

    @eddiesdomain: n_n

    @Maryam: Hahah she is :D And yes, I wore them :P

  8. LOL!! GOOD FOR YOU and everyone there!! Way to go!!

    i hate these parties too! fake a tummy ache naxt time! =p

  9. I have no idea what a shodi is 8-).
    I only go to weddings for the food :P.
    And as for get togethers, there aren't many family friends with people my age. So I am left sitting there with the adults, and boy does time slow down bad styles or what?

    Have a good weekend.

  10. heeheehee.:D i text during these get togethers. -.-

  11. hahahaahaah!! xD way to go, girl! you rock!! love your confidence, love this post!! :D

    PS followed! :D

  12. I can't socialise at such do's either. I get bored...and boredom literally is written all over my face.

    I'm 29 now, btw.

    So imagine how embarassing it can get when ur parents decide to familiarise you/admonish you by telling you loud and firm in public "did you say hello to uncle/aunty???"

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