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Overheard - Just Sharing

Just sharing. Do people even know how loud they are on mobile phones in public places. There is this guy we sort of crossed paths with a few days back. This was in the park where we go for walks, mostly in the late evenings. He was really loud on the phone and I bet quite a few of us walkers who managed to hear or rather had to hear his conversation went away very amused. The gist is he was telling a friend in Punjabi that he would certainly attend a happening party but would be unable to contribute financially. He actually wanted to contribute financially as he used to earlier but now would contribute in the enjoyment part. He loudly stated he made the mistake of asking for a debit card in his wife’s name and handed it over to her. He planned to get rid of all the domestic chores (Syapa Ghar da) by giving it to her. He always had Rupees Four Lakh plus in his account. But when he checked his account after a couple of months of handing over the debit card to his wife, well the balance was mother ##### sister ##### Rs 48000 only. He had been cleaned out! So he asked his wife where did the money go, she told him it went on running the house, Children, servants etc. By this time he was actually agitated and rather loud. Then he said he asked her what about her salary and spending from her account. That she told him was being saved for the marriage of their two children as they had to perform a grand marriage. Then he went mother #### sister #### that his children were in Class VIII and VI ! But he could not ask for the Debit Card. He was at it all the time. We could laugh only when we were out of earshot.
Another one overhead only describes the plight of Indian Guys in the marriageable age bracket. The guy was lamenting whenever he referred a particular girl to his mother, she had to point out a couple of flaws. Including that she wanted a girl who could adjust and not a social butterfly or somebody who would not get along with Chacha Phuphi etc. She never asked him why he liked her or how come he wanted this particular girl as a life partner. To top it if at all the mother did most reluctantly agree to at least think over a proposal from him, his Dad would then shoot it down. On anything from her profession to designation to family positions other than her parents. And the hidden weapon and ultimate tool to reject was the horoscope in case he dared to persist. And so he remained a bachelor due to his parents! While I am at it, there is this threesome, ladies surely in their late fifties. If the young girls really were to hear what they discuss, there would be revolts. I have heard statements such as with parents sending young girls outside their cities and even abroad, God Bless this and the next generation ! The marriage of such girls would surely be troubled. You can stay wherever you like it seems but if you have a certain mentality, well it seems tough to dislodge.
I wish I could record at times what else I have over heard at times. Useless Bosses, Idiotic bosses, Scheming Uncle’s or aunts or daughters in law, scheming cum dictatorial mothers in law and what not. Delightful corruption snippets, really delightful ! The very fact we may not know each other does not imply it is ok to be so indiscreet. But it would rob me of entertainment alright!
DKK

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