well every Indian gharana has its set of gupshup that's a permanent fixture. Of course there are different topics for different set of people: family , friends, neighbors, co-workers; all these are privileged to different kinds of talks.
Like whenever Dad's one of the colleagues (with whose family we shared a house when in Assam) comes at our place, he always discusses about how crafty another of their co- worker is. Always narrating those same tales of his wily , manipulative actions of impressing the Boss.
And when his wife comes along with him ,Auntie fondly remembers how my elder brother used to love ONLY Rajma-Chawal when I was a toddler . And my mother in return always remarks how Auntie's own kids would fight and her daughter would accuse her son of all the mischief done.
Then there is this first cousin of my mom who recollects about an operation one of my aunt underwent almost everytime we meet! And then starts many emotional scenes when tears pour down as this operation~illness discussion comes to its finale.
But my favorite gupshup is that between my parents and a couple who live in just the next lane and work with my Dad. Well we had a common cook..... she is an old Gujarati lady who was tall and quite healthy! :)
And she was nick-named Chachi 420 by this couple. hahaha :D . Very apt!!
now.. every time they would come or if by chance mom-dad would go to their place or more than often during morning walks or evening strolls..... their only topic of discussion would be SHE SHE and SHE!
Agreed she is a cartoon character and many a times she even bored and irritated with her endless and indulging chatter..... she was the know all.... would be like Chinese whispers and our own local radio. That lady also minted money by taking orders of snacks or sweets from all the other homes and then orders of stitching and knitting etc etc. Enterprising woman, really.
The lady is a good heart.... showed us a school of some physically impaired kids where we went and gave them food. It felt so sweet and closer to God.
Many such sweet things she has to her credit.
And many lunatic acts too. All this gets discussed again and again in my house everytime this interesting couple comes our place... and hey, they come very often! (like right now....while I'm typing this) And so this tape plays over and over again.....:D
Like whenever Dad's one of the colleagues (with whose family we shared a house when in Assam) comes at our place, he always discusses about how crafty another of their co- worker is. Always narrating those same tales of his wily , manipulative actions of impressing the Boss.
And when his wife comes along with him ,Auntie fondly remembers how my elder brother used to love ONLY Rajma-Chawal when I was a toddler . And my mother in return always remarks how Auntie's own kids would fight and her daughter would accuse her son of all the mischief done.
Then there is this first cousin of my mom who recollects about an operation one of my aunt underwent almost everytime we meet! And then starts many emotional scenes when tears pour down as this operation~illness discussion comes to its finale.
But my favorite gupshup is that between my parents and a couple who live in just the next lane and work with my Dad. Well we had a common cook..... she is an old Gujarati lady who was tall and quite healthy! :)
And she was nick-named Chachi 420 by this couple. hahaha :D . Very apt!!
now.. every time they would come or if by chance mom-dad would go to their place or more than often during morning walks or evening strolls..... their only topic of discussion would be SHE SHE and SHE!
Agreed she is a cartoon character and many a times she even bored and irritated with her endless and indulging chatter..... she was the know all.... would be like Chinese whispers and our own local radio. That lady also minted money by taking orders of snacks or sweets from all the other homes and then orders of stitching and knitting etc etc. Enterprising woman, really.
The lady is a good heart.... showed us a school of some physically impaired kids where we went and gave them food. It felt so sweet and closer to God.
Many such sweet things she has to her credit.
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