Chapter 3

Arshi67

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Part 3

Well.

I’m a little miffed, I have to confess. Apologies and goodwill were being handed out like candy on Halloween and none of them thought to invite me. 

Damn the lot of them.

And no, the amnesiac one doesn’t count.

Please.

I’m relieved that son-in-law of mine hasn’t transformed into John Boy overnight. I would seriously have questioned my persuasive and suggestive skills otherwise. And that wouldn’t do at all, would it?!

Glad to see Kavya continues to glide around like the spectre at the feast. It’s terribly touching the way she looks up to me for guidance and advice. But, she’s so very time consuming with her neediness.

Sigh. The things I have to bear in the pursuit of filial love.

I’m not having much luck in weaning her off IF though. She insists on filching her dialogues and analogies from what’s written there. I do get where the Hum Saath Saath Hain is coming from. Before all of you question my taste, I know this film because it was the only thing that quietened a crying Kinjal as a kid. Needless to say, the nanny who had introduced her to it was sacked tout de suite. The damage, unfortunately, was done. Utopia continues to be her thing.

Mr Shah on the other hand seems to live in a dystopian world. I could almost hear Meatloaf’s “And I would do anything for BaaBapuji, I’d run right into hell and back” (never mind that he takes them there with him!) when he welcomed AK and GK. Or shall I say, AK and Mummy bhai. Baa does so love coining names for samdhis and would be samdhis. 

Anupama looked fit to burst in happiness, didn’t she. Things are going to get messy soon. Mark my words. It’s as predictable as the day night thingy. Oh well, more grist to my mill ;)

Double, double toil and trouble;

Fire burn and caldron bubble. 

My cauldron needs tending to peeps. I shall leave you all to watch the art of qawaali being massacred yet again. If Bollywood can do it, why should tellywood be left behind! 

~ Ruchi 

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