10.00 a.m.:
The scrappy sister is snoring like Kumbhkaran. How can a 9-year-old do a
PhD in snoring? I guess she deserves a spot in the Guinness World Records Book.
10.30 a.m.:
I wake up after getting fed up by snoring. My hair looks like one of those religious
babas who grow their hair for a decade and never comb them. I head
towards the bathroom to brush my teeth. I accidently pour liquid soap on my
toothbrush instead of toothpaste. Luckily, this sanitized and soap-full toothbrush
does not touch my teeth as I realize about the soap.
11.30a.m.: I
have breakfast. During breakfast, I require a dose of music to mentally wake up
and for my mind to start working. For breakfast, Maa has prepared a
salad of cherry tomatoes, lettuce and cucumber. The scrappy sister hears the
beats of ‘Cheap Thrills’, and stands up with a piece of cherry tomato in her
hand. She starts doing Samba on Cheap Thrills. She is showing off her ‘moves’,
when the cherry tomato falls for her hand. By mistake, she steps on it and
makes a mess.
She blurts out
“The tomato peed!” I give her the from-where-do-you-get-such-lame-ideas look. Maa
shoots at her the you-need-to-clean-this-up look.
Baba enters and asks, “What’s going on?” I
reply, “The tomato peed!”
“Did she do math
this morning? She I acting like a wild animal!”
12.00p.m.: I
have a rendezvous with my society buddies. My friend Vidhi wants to introduce
our gang to a new friend of hers, let’s name her Friend A. I get ready and
leave for the get-together. Avril calls me to ask what I am wearing today. I
tell her I am wearing an animal skin dress and pink boots. She tells me I am crazy.
I reply sarcastically and tell her you shouldn’t have asked dear, you know how
much I care about fashion.
12.15p.m.: I
reach Vidhi’s house where I meet my old friends and Friend A. Friend A
reminds me of Mac Kenzie from Dork Diaries. Out of nowhere, Friend A blurts
out, “Why does Sania Mirza play for India when she is married to a Pakistani?”
I reply, “Because
her veins have bharatiya khoon and have you seen any sort of stamp or
tattoo on her body that spells Pakistani?”
This reminds
me of Twinkle Khanna’s tweet on this topic. Some random guy had told her that
she should change her surname to Kumar now. She gave a really strong reply with
the hash tag Married Not Branded.
I personally
don’t feel getting married should change anything in a girl’ life. If she
changes her surname to her husband’s, he should change it to hers. If she
leaves her house, so should he. If she does household work, even he should do
so. A married woman isn’t a brand or
property of her husband. She is an independent human being and should have all
rights.
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