I was 24 at that time. Till today I never thought of preserving this story on my blog, but it’s time I should put it down. For a long time, people have hated me without any reason. Now I want them to have a reason for hating me :P
I was pressing my clothes when my elder Bhabhi started talking to me about various things. She just had her 2nd baby. She always wanted us to change the nappies of her kids. Of course I never seemed to be the kind who could do such a thing. Actually she wanted Z to do this & she always used to talk about it, but you know Z & I are related. Anyway, the story is not about changing nappies. It’s about contraceptives.
My bhabhi asked me as to what she should do about birth-control. I naturally suggested that she should have a chat with her doctor. What can else I say? I told her about IUD. I didn’t know much about birth-control pills. She told me about some pills that my brother got from some Babu. Anyhow she asked me to buy pills for her from the market. Naturally I said no & asked her to talk to her mother or sister. She was even older than my elder brother & it was her 2nd marriage. I just couldn’t see as to why she was pretending to naive. And why would an unmarried person buy pills for a married woman who seems quite experienced in the 1stplace?
When I told my mother, (which I had to as you know I can’t always trust the female spouses of my siblings & this pill thing was a little too much) she was so pissed off at me. She gave me a lecture & asked me how come she is so frank with me. And she said, don’t you see what she’s trying to prove…she wants to prove that you take pills. I was ordered to maintain my distance.
I referred this story to my friends & they said that my mother is right about the whole thing. She usually is right about lots of things.
I have never been able to comprehend as to why people are so sly & cunning. If someone has harmed you in any way, yeah you have the right to take revenge, but what’s the point of throwing mud at other people’s character without any reason?
I was friends with the husband of my elder sister as I helped them in their marriage. But my Bhabhi had quite an imagination…she even used to ask my sister as to what Nadira & her hubby talk about…& all that crap. Later on I even heard that I had an affair with my brother-in-law. Yes I was quite pissed off. I wouldn’t say he’s like my brother, cause he is my brother & I don’t understand what do people get by spreading such baseless & shameless stories. I actually do not know who is behind this story & as usual nobody wanted me to find out either.
I’m the kind of person if I have an affair with someone, I wouldn’t hide. I don’t have to, cause I don’t think affairs are bad. Maybe I could go beyond the boundaries & maybe not…Well actually I do not know. I can be a very difficult person at times.
When I was 17, I wanted to talk to 2 guys who used to call me, but I couldn’t. My siblings were always eavesdropping, besides recording my calls & my mother too was a prime pain at that time. Naturally in such circumstances, I couldn’t talk to guys. And you must bear in mind that my siblings are so fond of affairs & marriages; they were all very irritating & one could never think of fun. What a waste of teenage years! I may sound like a loser, but those who have witnessed the ugliness of this world would know what I am talking about.
Yesterday for an hour I kept on thinking about all this & much more. There are times when I wanted to do something for others, but I couldn’t. I helped out my elder sister in her marriage, but later on I realized that neither she was right nor my mom was. I shouldn’t have sided with anyone, but I was being used. My mom didn’t give me the money for medical school as a punishment. Z & I were not even allowed to talk. We used to talk on chits & we were being caught also for talking & again punished. My brothers were always recording my calls. Talking to my friends was also a torment. Naturally I became a recluse.
Today I hate it when Z gives the money for rent. I hate it when she pays for the debts of my brother. I have protested against this in front of my mother, but it has all been in vain. I don’t understand why my mother has suddenly become so helpless.
I have seen life very closely. Sometimes I don’t understand how Z & I could put up with shit for so long. There are times when I meet people & they say they are like me…you know I don’t want anyone to be like me. And the funniest thing is that my elder Bhabhi also says that she is like me :P Do the math & you would know what evil thoughts I have in my mind.
