People Must You Crib Loudly
DKK
My ears listen If it’s something juicy or interesting. They cut out the noise of others. And well if people must talk loudly and simply not understand that even among strangers, still somebody is surely listening. Specially if it’s me. We went off to a concert today, well, I think the electric candles were more effective in creating the ambience than the music list in some parts but that is not what this is about.
The interesting part was a lady in the row immediately behind us, talking away. And talking away. Clearly so we could hear. I think she had a huge issue with her hubby, in her late fifties she was in her elements, firing away. He is always in his house clothes and it’s so difficult to get him to dress up. He just does not understand that you have to look nice too, we could have people dropping in, all he says is this makes me comfortable and happy.,let the people come but I cannot allow it, she went on. He drives me nuts just sitting on the sofa all the time, he can spend an hour sitting on the sofa as if it’s a throne without moving and just looking at the paper without turning a page. I was actually writing it down !! Lest I forget !! I had a duty to share this after all!
Going on firing in multiple directions, breathless, she did let on she had just had a light lunch, being just peckish, a grapefruit, a grape salad, an avocado salad and then it was one more exotic fruit!! I forget which one, It was all too interesting. She even harked back to her marriage, if I understood correctly. That for fifteen days or twenty days after marriage she could not leave her house by herself, he (the hubby) had to tag along even if she wanted to meet her own relatives, long lost types in this city she wanted to meet. Or her sister in law would certainly jump in, even if she tried at lunch, the sis in law would be gobbling up her food, to ensure she had could tag along. It was juicy entertaining stuff, mind you, she was sitting in the middle of people and carrying on. I was thinking if there were more to come, there was one more of how the hubby now listened very obediently now, but that every husband, arrogant or otherwise, I think does more in direct proportion to his advancing age 🙂. But the she did say the hubby was told to be ready by Nine AM on Wednesday, for a marriage, and he was not only ready but looked better too. That she sighed, is all I want. Only the arrival of the musician quietened her, though she was whispering later too.
Rarely have I heard a voice so arrogant, imperial, condescending and yet complaining at the same time. My memory bank, I dredged deeply, could not recollect such a voice. It was in a niche of its own. And what a deep dive, from just after marriage go now.
And then in our park, a young couple walking along, and the lady saying again and again, we have to go to the Bhog (Post Funeral) Ceremony, they are after all your relations, we must be there. They were there at our wedding. The guy, whose relative obviously had passed away, simply nodded and said we have to drive 20 odd kilometres one way and waste an afternoon. When his wife again advised him, he was clear in his thoughts, the late Uncle being a prominent personality, a couple of thousand people or more would be there, minimum, we can always say in the confusion and crowd, with so many people meeting Aunty, we refrained from meeting you, we thought we would meet you later and convey it better !! We can message this thirty minutes after the ceremony would have concluded. By that time I decided I would cross them, the interesting part was over.
The world is only made more interesting by such people. May they always be there. At a funeral ceremony of someone I knew, I just had to take a call. Two guys were standing nearby and discussing politics and how Electronic Voting Machines had defeated them. They had it seems just arrived and agreed when the bereaved family would come out, they would do their condolences quickly and drive off. They both had urgent meetings.
All said and done, my only desire is to meet the guy who sits for an hour on a sofa happily. He is obviously an evolved soul, he has reached that level where anger or sorrow or barbs or sarcasm cannot impact him. If I find him, we could share a drink and I could salute him too. He deserves it.
😇———End
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