OF MEN, WOMEN AND MUMMY

OF MEN, WOMEN AND MUMMY
Yesterday evening, I was having an online chat with my wife and a mutual friend, a lady.

They both warned me to be prepared for the girly talk they would be indulging in, and to prepare my brains to be chewed out.

I dared them, saying it would be no easy task to chew out my brains.

They agreed, asking how they could when I have no brains at all!!??

:O:O Well that was the general trend of the chat and now you readers will understand it when I say I gracefully withdrew, citing the weekend (Thursday, for me) as a convenient excuse.

Just before I logged out, they deigned to share with me the subject of all their furtive giggles. I am reproducing it below.

From a long suffering wife (Who finally saw light)

He didn’t like the curry
And he didn’t like my cake.
He said my biscuits were too hard…
Not like his mother used to make.

I didn’t prepare the coffee right
He didn’t like the stew,
I didn’t mend his socks
The way his mother used to do.

I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Isn’t there anything I could do
To match his mothers shoe

Then I smiled as I saw light
One thing I could definitely do
I turned around and slapped him tight…
Like his mother used to !!!!!
(Courtesy: Anonymous)

I was reading the lines right now, and I feel I should do something to uphold the integrity of we menfolk, on this issue. What better way than to match a verse for a verse, and a rant for a rant?

A Counter to the woman who saw light and a Support for the man who can never hope to understand his woman.

Whatever you cook, I eat without demur
Whenever I eat, I go yummy..yummy..
Then why do you hear a hidden murmur
Why should you feel you are not upto Mummy..?

I never drink coffee anyway
Stew is something I do without
My socks are all �Use n Throw Away�
Then what is it about that you should shout?

You look for answers everywhere
I never feel I am a complex question
You look for clues here and there
But you refuse to take my suggestion

I know you would like to slap me
Like my mummy used to do
Go ahead, slap me, but I will show my other cheek
And you will have to kiss me�

WITH A LOT OF LOVE, LIKE MUMMY USED TO DO�..

Dear readers, I have penned the above lines in light hearted jest, and I have used the word �Mummy� liberally and deliberately.

Any human being born into this world is indebted to Mother..for giving them life, for nursing and nurturing them to grow up into strong full grown adults.

Why does it irk women if their husbands occasionally remember their mother�s cooking with fond nostalgia? Childhood is always the special purpose vehicle that carries loads of nostalgia, memories which acquire more and more wonderful hues, colours and joys with each repeated recall. In such nostalgia, Food is one primary material on which quite a lot of memories are based upon and unfurled later on in life, to be remembered with a sense of warmth and comfort, a sense of unadulterated happiness.

However, to put things in the proper perspective, I am sure the woman of today is quite the sensible soul, and she does not have time to bother about such trivialities as competing with a few memories ! I am proud to say almost all the women I personally know are quite strong individuals, who will surely be laughing along with me at the above verses, and having a nice time.

To the very rare wives who may be taking umbrage at such comparisons with the �Mummy� skills of their mother in law, I have just one suggestion.

Take comfort from the fact that your man is comparing you with just his own Mom and not his strikingly beautiful new female colleague !! Or your best friend!!!

Wait some more years, and the roles will be reversed. Your son will grow up and your daughter in law will be spewing verses of her own, trying to match her skills to yours.

Disclaimer: The views expressed above are in light hearted mien, and does not constitute or claim to be an aspersion on women. Having had the extremely good fortune of knowing and living with very strong women in my Life, I, as always remain a fully committed fan of Women, their strength, their resilience, their passion, their capacity to love.