Among family and friends, I am the one who is avidly listening while others do the talking. Sis-in-law S won’t let anyone push in a word to the talks going on. There is no space where I can get in a syllable. She won’t let in.
Same thing happens with sis-in-law R. Poor thing! I can’t blame her. She is starved for company. The minute she sees my face, I am cornered, made to sit right in front of her, while she carries on with her incessant chatter. I make my escape hours later on–dazed, and completely wiped out.
Friends Ruhksana, and Rasheeda likewise do the same. I listen — keep on listening till my ears are bursting. I keep on thinking where have I landed?
Aunts Zari, and Feroza were the same too. Bless them, both of them are no more. Aunt Zari would start with her rapid fire questioning. They were never ending. While I would be on answer one, she would move onto questions four and five, all the time guessing the answers herself.
This has been my experience. What is yours?
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