Thursday, March 08, 2012

To the woman in my life!

Today is a HOLI-day! Dual celebrations raise a toast to colour and femininity.  As I take in the zillion wishes via SMS from people who I don’t even know exist on my phone book, I am left wondering how much more commercial this can get? Cards, Contests, Diamonds, Dinners, Dates, Holidays, Shopping, Sales……….Interrupting my chain of thoughts, my husband walks in and says, “Am I supposed to be wishing you ‘Happy Woman’s Day? I just wished you Happy Valentine’s Day some time back.” I shrug my shoulders and am back to wearing my thinking cap. If I were to single out one woman to pay obeisance to, who would it be? Mother, sister and daughter have their own day dedicated by Archies so will leave them out of this. The answer is, hold your breath, my maid!

Every since Sunanda walked into my life 5 years ago and salvaged me from the nervous wreck that I was, I have been eternally grateful. At 5 feet, she is quite the epitome of efficiency. She has left the tap open and almost enacted the parting of the Red Sea at my humble home while we were left to salvage post the mighty flood. She managed to double lock the house for safety and left the cat in the window for additional security. Fortunately I was home early. She leaves the water boiling on the gas and voila, it boils and then falls all over and no we still haven’t burned the house yet. She has a keen sense of mixing my whites with bright colours for added effect. The outcome can only be described as the end of the rainbow. She cleans the exhaust fan in the bathroom with the jet spray and almost switched it on to dry it off before I shrieked in horror. She of course thought I’d lost my marbles. Fans are meant to dry aren’t they? In short, Sunanda keeps me on my toes.

She can’t quite understand what I do on a computer for better part of my day. In chaste Marathi she quips “You have such a big TV and yet the whole time you sit in front of this piddly little screen doing khit phit khit pit all the time.” Me trying to explain to her that I am a writer is met with an incredulous look as she says “You don’t even go to office like the other madam. Do you even make any money? If you are doing this just as a hobby you should try sewing, at least you can stitch your own clothes.” In exasperation I give up as she hands me my morning cup of coffee. And we get along yet another day.   

Sunanda may seem like any other ordinary face in the crowd. But her strength amazes me. She has two school going kids of her own. Yet she has taken upon herself to raise her sister’s 3 kids post her death. Her sister was burned by her husband for dowry. Sunanda could not save her sister but she fought in the panchayat against him, took custody of his kids, got the house on their name and put him behind bars. So much for being a frail uneducated woman! She keeps telling me all the time that she wants the best for all her 5 kids and hence will work as hard as possible to ensure they lack nothing. And as I bring up one child in the comfort of my home, I feel humbled. Her only brother is intellectually challenged and hence the onus of her mother and him comes on her family too. Fortunately for Sunanda, her mother–in-law has been her pillar of strength. She looks after the kids while she and her husband try to earn a living to support 10 members overall, a herculean task in a city like Bombay. And I am left to thinking a broad outlook is not the prerogative of the upper class. 

Sunanda never comes with any negativity to my home. She is always smiling and giggles when my daughter, who she dotes on, tries to speak in Marathi. Every time I‘ve wanted to throw in the towel or just felt I have too much on my plate, I look at her smiling face and I am given strength. My angel of hope and faith, she has the keys to my house and I never lock my cupboards. She chides me on keeping my valuables in the open saying that if a robber breaks in she will gladly lead him to the treasures. I tell her she can make a cup of tea for him too if she likes. She shakes her head not knowing what to do with me. Both of us thrive on our morning squabbles. No matter what, we both know we love this.

Just as I am ending this note, I decide to put in her picture and show it to her. “Arre Deva, how did you get me in there? You have started black magic also?” I tried explaining the concept of a Digital camera and a USB cable and all she could retort was “See, it is black.” I laugh and tell her that she is going to be famous. She hands me my coffee and says “I’ll believe you if I get a call from Big Boss.Salman Khan, are you listening?



what a lovely post
sunandas comment on ur using the laptop rather than the big TV is so deep !!
Its thought provoking !!!!
Your post also shares one small thing sms from the ones which we dont even remember exists in our phone book

Overall lovely post
wonderful display of our daily routine life

Frankly : The women in my life : Lol the title !! I took iy otherwise

BlogwatiG said...

Hey Rahul.............the title was meant to mislead :D Yes she is quite the Baba Ramdev in my!

sumukh bansal said...

"You have such a big TV and yet the whole time you sit in front of this piddly little screen doing khit phit khit pit all the time.” well i liked that..

we do have many thing to learn from people like Sunanda..

and yes your blog outlook.. something new..

BlogwatiG said...

Very true Sumukh........lessons on life don't come by being merely a have to live it :)

Thank you for dropping by, a little encouragement goes a long way!

debajyoti said...

this was such a delightful read. a big salute to her for raising her sister's kids and everything she is doing.

BlogwatiG said...

Will let her know deba. Pssst do u know Salman Khan? " )

Anonymous said...


Jacqui said...

I had this smile on my face right through reading the post, you have a way with words
... Your Sunanda is so unselfish, giving, caring ... I'm humbled. :-)

Blogwati Gee said...

Yes A. Jacqui she is quite the darling :)

Anonymous said...

I read this today ,rather late Iknow ..but glad I did .If I wore a hat I would doff it to her .Imust add that I too have Shabnam who Is a WOMAN to admire .God bless. Aunt Jacinta

Susan Deborah said...

Ah, without them we would be lost and forever buried neck down in work. I wouldn't know what to do without my Sharada.

Wonderful post, V.

Joy always,

Rickie said...

Wow...she sounds heaven sent! You must have been an angel in your past life. I think most of us are nowhere close to being as lucky on the maid front. Hats off to her courage and resilience!
Btw, now that a whole successful year as passed blogging, you had better display all your winnings to her. Show her how you've done better than that other Madam!

Blogwati Gee said...

And God Bless all the ladies with an 'S' in our lives...:D

Blogwati Gee said...

You have an S too.....this is too cute!

Blogwati Gee said...

Ha ha ha Rickie, clearly tumne bahut paap kiye hain :P

Oh the earnings make no difference to her....I still can't stitch my own clothes right :D

serenelyrapt said...


This is the hallmark of great humor. It sets your mental wheels churning even as you double over holding aching sides.

May your relationship with Sunanda endure. May you overlook her propensity to burn your house down. :D

LOVED this. It is SO you..!

Roshni AaMom said...

So cute!! Tell her that we are all singing her praises...even though she tried to burn your house down!! :D

Blogwati Gee said...

Ah, and I am so sure she will, burn the house that is. Sigh, we live and if we do....we might learn.

Blogwati Gee said...

Yes I will. But you are not Salman Khan na...........:P

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