Bucchi breaks rule of forty days

A jaan buchi delivered a beautiful baby boy last week in a private maternity hospital.  The new born was welcomed. The buchi’s saas was very happy and she threw a grand party to celebrate the occasion.  While all the family members enjoyed deliciously cooked wazwaan, the buchi was given chuth rus (soup). She objected and decides not to have meals. The family members tried their best to make her eat the pheekha food but she was determined. Even the saas failed to change her decision.

Sheru takes strong note of this nonsense. Pregnancy is not an ailment. It is a process. Similarly delivery is also a process and takes womanhood to its zenith.  While the doctors deliver the baby, they open the pregnant woman’s uterus not her stomach. So there is absolutely nothing wrong with her stomach and she, therefore, can eat anything she likes.
Gone are the days when pregnant woman was confined to an airtight room for forty days after delivery. The stinky room would adversely affect her physiology and psychology. For forty days, she would be given hund, kraes and other jadi booties.  She would not be allowed to take a bath for forty days.
Now the times have changed and so have the tastes of the buchies. Sheru knows a woman who went to get her stitches removed after eight days of Caesarean. After coming back, she made her husband enter a restaurant and order a kanti. The poor husband wondered. What if my mother sees her taking chutpati kanti? The husband received another shock back home. The madam went into her room and took some time to come down. The husband rushed to the room only to find water trickling down from her zulfain, hair. Good God! She had taken a bath. The frightened husband folded her hands and requested her to dry her hair before coming to the living room. “It should not appear that you have committed an unpardonable sin,” he told her. The buchi not only smiled but also winked at him. This is women’s liberation at its best. Sheru wishes the bold buchi best of luck. This is how shackles can be broken. Long live the buchi.