Conversation with one of the neighbourhood (self-appointed) Goan matriarchs.
Matriarch: Arrey baba, how are you?
Me: Fine, thank you.
Matriarch: And how is everybody at home? All well?
Me: Yes, thank you for asking, everyone is fine.
Matriarch: And your sister? Getting married no?
Me: (downright surprised!): No! Who told you that?
Matriarch (fishing for information): No... I thought I heard your mother mention something...
Me (knowing my mother would be critically injured if she indeed insinuated something of that nature): I doubt it aunty...
Matriarch: And what about you?
Me: We're both quite happy as we are aunty, thank you.
Matriarch: Yes, but you know, time is running out... you need to get married soon, there's not so many years left on the meter. Nowadays all you girls are waiting so long, you should get married now only, when there's still time... later, who knows?
Me (Thinking 'who the f***ing hell asked you????????'): Ok aunty, I'm in a bit of a hurry... must run...love to the family.
Someone told me that the eternal excuse for old people saying inappropriate things - 'But they mean well!', is no longer going to suffice for them poking their noses where they certainly were not invited.
I can't wait for that day.
2 comments:
Shaaaks, like this type things, these aunties will say, or what? They will kill the peoples ya.
[With a Goan Patriarch's voice] Arrey baba, like this you will say or what? No respect for the older generation these youngsters have. Whole day they're on the Internet and doing *tak* *tak *tak* and blogging they're problems. During our days if we had a problem we used to go to the priest for confession and whatever the padre would say we would listen. But nowadays this new generation has facebook and blogs and friends and therapists.
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