Kahaani Ghar Ghar Ki.

Ek jawaan beti. Ek dramatic Maa. Story of my life.


Apparently, my mother is one of the star plus ladies you see everyday. The type of amma whos just not happy/content with anything or everything that I do. I remember the time I was working. I used to leave for work at 8 and normally used to get back home by 7:30ish pm. Being a banker sucks. Like totally. Driving in the shitty Karachi traffic from all the way to zamzama was another hell for me. My mind used to go blank and I used to hate everybody the moment I enter home. All I needed was PEACE. But *tadaaaa* this is what happens:


*just when I entered*


Me: Asalamalikum.


Ammi: Waalikumsalaam, aagayi meri beti.


*Silence*


Ammi: kaisa raha din? Kaam tha? Thaki hue hogi na? kitna kaam kiya aj?


*Silence*


Ammi: Dupeher main khana khaya tha? Kya khaya tha? Kitne baje khaya tha?


*after a long silence*


Me: Main zara fresh hu jaun agar ap ijazat dein?


Ammi: han han jao. Kapre nikaal dun? Konse kapre dun? Trouser shirt de dun?


*shuts the washroom door* *ammi waiting outside in the room*


Ammi: khana khana hai? Ya sab ke saath khaogi?


Me: *turns on computer* .. Ammi. Aj bahut kaam tha, bahut thak gayi hun main. Dupeher ka khana khane ka time nahi mila mujhe. Pringles kha liye they kaam karte karte. Subha jaldi office pahunchna hai. Bahut neend aarai hai. Khana de dein. Main jaldi so jaungi.


Ammi: naukri kya shuru ki. Ghar par time hi nahi deti. Tumhare abbu bi keh rahay they. Jee jee jee jee jee jee jee jee jee .. … …. ……….. …………


REWIND. EVERY DAY of the week.





Now since, I’ve quit my work for several reasons. My mom is still not satisfied.





Ammi: sara din soti rehti hu ya computer pe bethi rehti hu. Ghar k kaam kiya karo. Khana banana seekho. Sidra ne roti banana seekh li thi itna pehle.


Me: acha.


Ammi: Bahut pareshaan kar ke rakha wa hai. Kal ko apne ghar jaogi tu kuch aata jaata nahi hoga tumhein.


Me: *barely listening* ACHA.


Ammi: Kal subha se jaldi uthna aur khana tum hi banaogi roz. Bass mainne keh diya hai.


*walks out of the room*





Well.yes. that happens with me every single day. But you know what, I Enjoy. Its fun. I love my mom. And I love her being this dramatic.





And no, I still don’t cook. Who wants to miss all the fun that happens daily? :)