A letter by daughter in law to her father after marriage!
Dear dad,
I am not going to start this letter with the generic “How are you? I’m good here”. As decided earlier, it is passé and I don’t want to stick to these ‘Hindi English translation’ generated letter norms. I would rather start it with the conclusion that I’d thought I’ll write after the ‘body’ of the letter. (Yes, you got it right. I’ve highlighted the word body because I want to let you know that I remember the parts of a traditional letter that you’d explained to me in the last letter you wrote. I’m not a kid dad. I thought you knew your girl doesn’t confine herself in rules). Yea, so I’m starting with “I love you and I miss you. A lot”. Why waste time digressing when the sole purpose of this letter is to tell you that!
Me writing about not confining myself into rules reminds me of the fact that I did something great last week. Remember how you’d told me not to discuss politics and keep jabbering about democracy, law, and finances for at least the first six months after I shift with them? Well, I lost my control when Ishan’s father was discussing politics with his office colleagues and couldn’t help but barge in while getting them some snacks. Dad, I was asked to join them and we had such a fruitful discussion that day. Papa was so impressed that he asked Ishan about my favourite dessert and got me jalebis the next day! We’ve been discussing stuff all this week and we moved to discussing SIPs too. Btw, he took less time than you to understand the concept of SIPs and we’re also planning to re-do all our investments. We’ve not decided where and in what percentage we are going to divide our savings, but one thing is for sure, we’re not keeping all our eggs in one basket (now you know I’m actually missing you. Using these age old English sayings is my way of transporting you here). Oh, also, we have been having our own Mahabharata theories. Last night we formulated a theory of Aswathama using the Brahmastra to poison Uttara and then laughed our heads off.
Transporting reminds me of disapparating which reminds me of the next movie suggestion that I have for you. The next series that you have to watch is the Harry Potter series. Frankly, you should have watched the movies much earlier but I didn’t know if you would like them. If you liked Karate kid, you’ll like these too. Btw, I hope that you have gotten over your Jackie Chan mania. It’s not cute anymore. Ah, I forgot another thing. I started watching Suits after The Big Bang Theory and you were right. I just had to find a new show to stop moping over the old one. And yes, Sheldon is crazy! (Shh.. I won’t accept it ever again. I kind of like his eccentric behaviour. Reminds me of maa with all his OCD). Damn, I’m ranting. But it’s okay, right? Ishan’s mother asked me to never keep it in and I’ve been trying to have a friendly relationship with her by sharing all my office stress and gossips with her. Btw, she’s amazing. She waits for me to come back from my office and we have our evening coffee together. She reminds me of maa at times. She gifted me a kindle on Children’s day! Sounds dreamy, right?
Let me tell you of another dreamy thing. Ishan’s uncle’s family had come over for dinner and guess what? I cooked for all of them. I cooked for 9 people in all, dad! And not just cooked, it was a proper three course meal, with your dahi wada and chocolate brownie. Ahaha. I’m laughing out loud because I can see your expression. You want brownie? Come soon!
Oh, now comes the weird part. Rishi bhaiya’s daughter called me ‘aunty’. AUNTY! Me, aunty? I knew getting married was supposed to bring changes in the way I was going to be addressed by people, but this? Ah. I hadn’t expected this to come so soon. Guess this is what happens when you do not have any elder cousins in the family and are the first one to get married. You get huge shocks. Anyway, the kid was super cute and smelled like babies (now don’t you give me the logic that she is a baby. She is not. She can walk and recite poems and eat and all), so I didn’t mind much. It’s actually cute when it comes from your relative’s kid.
Don’t worry. I haven’t changed. I still don’t like kids much. Oh cute reminded me that after a month of persuasion, my mother-in-law gave in to my demand of adopting a dog. We had applied to an adoption centre a few days back and our application has been accepted. We’re just waiting for the date that we’d planned to bring the dog into the house. I hope that this letter reaches you the day we bring our pup to our house. 2 December, 2019.
Tbh, I’d lied about the purpose of this letter. Here comes the real one. Happy 60th dad!
P.S. — btw = by the way
tbh = to be honest.
P.P.S- you know what, I’m going to stop adding notes to my letters. Google!
Originally published at https://www.fuzia.com.