‘Back home in India we have servants for everything. I don’t even have to get up for a glass of water.’ said Sudha.
Cathy looked at her mother in law with ill disguised disdain.
‘She is telling truth. We have servants for everything, for washing car every morning, for cleaning the floor, for gardening and for cooking and cleaning utensils.’
Her father-in-law thought that she would believe him more than she would her mother-in-law because he wore pants. He also thought he spoke better English than his wife, and that articles were used only by low class people.
‘We had one woman for washing clothes too, but we fired her after we got the washing machine. Now the cook-lady runs the washing machine and dries the clothes and folds them later. The Dhobi collects clothes for pressing every morning’
‘Dobby? Pressing?’ said Cathy inspite of herself.
‘The laundry man darling, he collects the ironing and delivers it back home’ said her husband Sanjay rather patronisingly.
These people were the limit, pretending to be royalty. Why did they come to America if they had it so great there? Cathy knew now that Sanjay had married her only to get a green card. That Cathy had her own apartment was an added bonus. His parents soon followed, ostensibly for a visit, but had been around for over three months now. Sanjay was still to find a real job six months after getting his degree. He worked at the check-out counter at the local supermarket. The way Sudha fussed over him after he got home from work, you would think he fought rabid dogs with his bare hands for a living.
Cathy smiled thinly. She knew why she was being regaled with tales of their affluence today.
She said sweetly to Sudha, ‘Sud-da, its your turn to do the dishes today.’
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Edwin, Welcome to my space. Thanks very much for the comment!
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SM, Thanks for visiting.
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Cathy seems to have gotten the math right :))))
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Kushnoor : Excellent!!!!!!! loved this one, Cathy was sitting and listening and waiting for the right time to say the right thing :-)
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kill
them soflly
sweetly
after all you know the reality!!
leave alone
a sense of gratitude
but there is this bickering
and i dont know how can one talk sweetly..
I admire cathy......
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Dear Kushnoor,
Now, that's what I call a culture shock!
Brief but profound.
Edwin Fernandes
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Kushnoor
Liked the little touches like the 'Sud-da' that made the tale sound realistic.
Regards
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Mehul, I get a feeling that I have offended you in some way. Unintentional, bro. The MIL / DIL relationship is a very complex one. The differences may get highlighted by ethnic diversity, but that certainly is not the root.
I personally think that in this case the relationship between the couple itself is on shaky ground, and maybe that is the reason Cathy is a bit caustic, but she is yours to interpret now.
Thanks for visiting. Would love to hear what you think of some of my other posts.
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More than a few stereotypes here. My brother is married to an Englishwoman and I have several friends who are married into other nationalities. There are western women who have an abiding interest in India and Indian culture and who take care of their in laws as if they were royalty, my parents being an example in case, as are the parents of a very good Iyengar friend of mine who has an American wife in Texas.

BTW, doing the dishes here is a breeze, even if someone has to do them - you stack them up in a dishwasher, fill the cleaning and drying fluids, shut it and turn a switch on.
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Seeingeye, Im sure you will make a wonderful MIL, and your DILs will complain about you regardless of that. There are somethings that we just cant change. (-;
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