Warring with White Lies

If  someone starts talking about my follies they just have a blast there! And half of my going into hide outs when i meet people is coz of this ‘confidence’ of them finding out my ‘true self’. Eby’s friends welcomed me to Mumbai with ‘great respect’, and hey I’m not exaggerating here. They would clean up the house if they knew I was to go there, they’d attach ‘silencers’ to their otherwise ‘beautiful’ vocabulary, they used to hide when any one revealed the others tryst with the neighborhood girl, and they even used to leave one entire sofa (plss not coz of my width! I promise) for me to sit while they flock together n the floor. Me? yeah i did enjoy playing the great ‘Big Sister’ game. I would smile at their genaral talks which they never actually addressed to me (out of respect ;P), I would laugh at their taunting each other infront of me..but I never ..ever used to open my mouth except for the one word answers.  Alas! Good times never last they say.

Unfortunately husbands are this complexly programmed robots sent to earth who have ears only for cricket commentary, national geographic channel and all the news channel when you are talking about the color of the dress you’d like to buy, the Bag which is now Hype and the places on earth that ought to be seen. I often wonder about his hearing capacity and have screamed my ruminations of having a two-wheeler! But I was awed at his capacity of hearing the slightest and softest of my stupid statements, his commitment in recording them for days after and dedication in playing it back to his friends exactly when im around!! And i tell you my husband is extremely talented in this! As a result the above mentioned guys now dont talk when they see me coz they’ll be busy laughing their hearts out.

Eby was kind of enjoying the game till he realized that everything has 2 sides. If I was dumb enough to make him laugh so was I dumb enough to make him cringe ;P. As Ive already said they are complexly programmed there seems to be ‘different tactics’ to deal with different people which goes completely beyond my comprehension. He would teach me that I need to tell someone that we got late coz our bike broke down which I’d parrot perfectly, but when a second question comes as to do we have a bike.. Id stare blank. When the third question as to ‘was it a puncture’? I would vividly search for him rather than answer.  He’d deny to the best of his buddies having certain stuffs after a complex logical thought (which ofcourse is not worth discussing with me) when i’d jump in and ‘remind’ him with the best of my voice that the thing asked for is in the topmost shelf!

I guess the last straw atleast till now was yesterday night. We were completely unwell and bedridden n xmas when there was an invite from his cousin’s place for dinner.  We just couldnt say no..for (dont ask me the reason!!only he knows! ) Knowing me well enough by now he cautioned to me that I was not to interfere till he told me to. He handled it smooth enough i guess as we were suppose to go there just for a ‘hi’ with the pretension that we had dinner under unavoidable circumstances elsewhere. He took me for dinner at a chinese restaurant and taught me the place name which i should say, the time we went, the reason why we got late and many other. ((Now i guess my hearing capacity was limited to the beauty of switzerland the guys n the next table were talking about)

So we landed up there and all were full of smiles until ofcourse when asked what we had for dinner i told – chinese chop suey and veg manchurian and as to the question whether the friends we met were a couple I said “yes a sweet couple”!! Apparently the ‘unavoidable’ circumstance that Eby had infact told them was that his ‘bachelor’ friend’s parents had come down for xmas and wanted to treat his ‘city’ friends with proper ‘traditional’ kerala food ;P.