A good boy lives in Sheru’s neighbourhood. He is getting married shortly. The house is being renovated. Carpenters, masons, electricians and plumbers work round-the- clock to prepare it for the new inhabitant.
The good boy is happy.
He does not know that his smile is about to be wiped off.
If he has decided to peena zahar, what can Sheru do?
The other day, Sheru overheard a conversation between the boy and his mother, who is raring to play the typical Kashmiri saas.
“Mom, there is a problem. There is no wardrobe in my room, and you are averse to pushing nails into walls for hanging clothes. Where will I keep my clothes after marriage?”
The saas-in-the making was not moved. But the boy had a valid point. Sheru started to take interest in the conversation.
The boy was not coming to the most important point, rather, he was not playing the most important card, and the mother was just taking him lightly. The boy was about to lose the battle when Sheru intervened.
The boy and his wife will remain thankful to Sheru for all times to come.
“Look here, you can keep your clothes anywhere, even in the bin. But, what about the bride? She needs some place to keep her clothes. She will be coming with a truckload of them, stitched and unstitched. And a bride has to change her dress two to three times a day, especially in the first seven days. She cannot open her suitcases every time. So mom, you have to go for a wardrobe.”
The mom gave Sheru a scornful look, but, as people know, Sheru does not care. And in this case, Sheru was not her bahu.
The boy felt relieved. The husband-to-be had just received a most important lesson – respect your mother; obey your mother, but fight for the rights of your wife.
Now, Sheru does not like to be disturbed when he goes to sleep after sehri. And the thak thak from the neighbour’s house had become so annoying that he rushed out of his house to give the erring hamsaya a piece of his mind.
But Sheru was pulled up short. The carpenter had come and was making a wardrobe.
The boy looked at Sheru, and winked. Sheru winked back.
The mom smiled. But there was something fishy about that smile.
The boy is in for some real trouble, Sheru thought.
Sheru prayed he is there to help when the storm breaks.