Monday, January 25, 2021

Kitchen saga

My mom always took a short afternoon nap and sometimes she would come and lie beside me when I was home on vacation. I didnt like the smell of the fish - though the curry always tasted good - that refused to leave her hands and clothes even after much washing. But I never told her that. 
Today I am in the same boat - clothes and hands that smell of all that I have cooked. Thankfully, the dishwasher has meant that I don't leave the kitchen half drenched and stinking by night.
Yesterday when I was teaching Mira, she said I smell weird. She often says I smell of onions and what not. One reason why I like to bathe at the end of the day and not by evening, like a good Bharatiya naari as the hubby expects. Vinod cant understand what I'm doing in the kitchen even after he got a dishwasher for me. As if it will solve all the kitchen chores.
Been reading up reviews on runaway hit movie The Great Indian Kitchen. Planning to pay and watch on Nee stream after Mira's exams get over this month. 
The women are happy with the movie except conservative HIndus who are miffed that it has dwelt on the Sabarimala issue and purity of women. The men belong to different categories - embarrassed, guilty, defensive and combative. I wonder what stance the man at home will take.


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Must watch. Today I can point out that movie when someone asks me why I got divorced.

Roshin said...

Oh hi, thank you. Didnt realise I was having random readers :)
I did watch the movie, and yeah, it is good. But as I read somewhere, it discusses only her kitchen chores. Many tend to cows and hens at home while some others go to work outside. Like the Dalit mother who gets up at 4 am to cook food for all at home before going to work at a prawns factory - or was it cashew processing factory? Whatever, the auto driver and political activist husband had kindly acknowledged what a great role she played when her daughter cleared the MBBS entrance admission in Kerala.
A good many wives stick on because of children and because they dont have financial or family support. Not to mention the social stigma and the fear of being branded an ahankaari (arrogant- impudent woman) as we would call in Malayalam.

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