Pokers...

….is what I call them. They are no aliens from unknown planet but familiar people around us who keep enormous interest in others personal life so much so that they even forget they have one too. You are dead or alive, happy or depressed are not their matter of concern but your issues with your MIL, your appearance, your weight is the fodder of their interest. They appear from no where, poke you with their useless questions and munch on the matter as if starving from years. They leave you hurt and relish on their quenched curiosity. I have plenty of them around me who deserve a bash!

Meet Miss X, a close relative, who is least interested in my job but my salary.. My question for her: do you see we both work beyond the limit, sometimes skipping the lunch and missing the celebrations that you all enjoy each day lavishly being at home?

Here is a question box, whom I hardly meet once a year. She doesn’t forget to pop up 100s of questions when ever she sees me. The questions vary from my car wipers to my colleague’s daughter’s diapers. You get the drift? So (my not so) Dear lady, if you find me avoiding you next time, you know the reason.

Then comes the most disgusting character, who considers herself none less than Aishwarya. She conveniently overlooks her waist tyres, harsh skin, horrible hair style and worst dressing sense but has a finger pointed at my hair style.. Yes MY hairstyle!! Pretty lady, it’s my decency that I’m accepting your comments with a smile,& if I reply, you wont find a place to hide your pimple face.

Worse than the former is miss zero figure. Her only motto in life: find someone heavier than her and start advising on reducing weight. And she can do this whole day, at the cost of her employer's time! If her advises were not for free, I would not buy them even for exchange of rotten eggs.

Last and the worst category are the women, mainly the proud mothers expressing unnecessary concern about those who don’t have kids. They forget the days while they faced similar situations and go on to advise the rest. As if they are the warehouse of information about medicines, remedies, precautions, warnings & good doctors, they go on and distribute the GYAN for free. Dear experienced moms, I am educated too, infact more than you and even more concerned than you are. So just keep your mouth shut and act nice, thank you.

So all you bothering ladies, let me clear the facts. I am happy the way I am, fat or thin, bald or beautiful. I have my own attitude, so please keep yours to yourself. Stop being jealous of my life and go get yourself one.

Ashwini.