AUR BTAO?!! : THE STINK OF HYPOCRISY

Before i decide to update another post .....my mother suddenly calls me out of my room{which is messy like hell....dont ask:p } and says " dear u gotta go and deliver these medicines and paranthas to sharma aunty" 
"why? dont tell me she doesnt know how to make paranthas....every damn morning shes feeding and stuffing her daughter's mouth with it!!" i scornfully commented as i really wasnt in the mood to do anything and especially not ANYTHING related to sharma aunty!
" shes sick dear and nobody is at home to bring medicines for her....and neighbours should help each other in time of distress...ok? and u toh are a good daughter....you will do atleast this much for me" she smiled at me.
So this "good daughter " blackmail part always worked with me...so this time too it did it and reluctantly i agreed...
while stepping down the stairs i was constantly thinking  about excuses so that i could run off  from her floor as quickly as possible
SHARMAS- 204.... the board boasted of their unwanted existence in the colony or atleast in my life:p
i ring the bell twice n knock for umpteen number of times and then FINALLY mrs sharma arrives.
Clad in her nightie ....she invites me in.
"how are you feeling now aunty?" i asked out of concern
"bas beta kat hi rhi h zindagi" she warily replied.....A voice inside me sarcastically comments "why do you even bother asking!!"
Nevertheless i handed the meds n food to her and initially she declined but accepted after my insistence with the old silly line " arre beta iski kya zarurat thi" with a grin .
i sometimes wonder who was the mastermind behind such DIPLOMATIC lines. I could never answer back to such lines damn it!
As i was trying to run my mind to escape from the volley of questions she was about to ask ...i realized it was TOO LATE.
"so how are studies going dear?" she asked
"good! aunty" i said
"how many friends do you have?" she interrogated.
WAS SHE SERIOUS?!!....I MEAN HOW MANY FRIENDS DO I HAVE ...LIKE REALLY
hiding my shocking expression i tried putting up a smile..."many" i answered
i was intentionally keeping my responses short because sharma auntys idea of small talk took approximately 2 hours to get over with.
"aur btao beta?...i have read in the newspapers that girls should not wear short clothes" she said as a matter of fact 
i suddenly thanked god for helping me choose my wardrobe wisely before i entered the sharma house!
but on a serious note WAS THIS LADY ACTUALLY ILL OR WAS SHE  JUST PRETENDING!!
instead of quitely resting she continuosly gossiped  about other women , boasted of her daughter and how efficiently she ran the household in her absence n blah blah what not.
" ok aunty ...i must take leave now" i said as i wasnt able to tolerate anymore diplomatic societal talks on weather , sun , moon , air....but .on a second thought i wonder how could she skip talking about aliens man!
as soon as i got up to leave , her daughter nyonika arrived ....wearing completely trendy clothes ....{ i meant short clothes:p}do you smell that too guys....yeah its called THE STINK OF HYPOCRISY
" hey ...hi how are you? she asked 
m fine nyonika..thanks" i replied
as we stood in awkward silence for 2 seconds where mrs sharma was contemplating her earlier remarks ....nyonika broke the SILENCE " aur btao dear?"
oho....not again
THIS DID IT FOR ME...... I AS USUAL BLURTED OUT MY LAUGHTER AND THIS TIME SHARMA AUNTY JOINED TOO:)

sometimes you are accustomed to follow some societal rules and get conditioned to them with time but if you still are not able to come to terms with the so called "aur btaos" i have got just one simple suggestion


KEEP SMILING....itll help you feel better...trust me:)