Page 50 - Seniors Toady - September Issue 2020
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unsmiling, matter-of-fact way. An 85-plus
                                                            south-Indian retired police officer and his
                                                            invalid wife, stuck without help during
                                                            recent lockdowns, describes how, wordlessly,
                                                            three Maharashtrian families in his building
                                                            began a relay of breakfast, lunch and dinner
                                                            dabbas to them. This also included ordering
                                                            them every other day to don their masks,
                                                            stay put in one room, while one neighbour
         Maharashtrian audiences have traditionally delighted   or the other came and swept and swabbed
         classical music performers with their turnout
                                                            the floors and cleaned the bathrooms. As
         the lift too much, till all odd hours of the       the senior puts it: “But if we try to thank
         night”. We might hang around a cricketer’s         them, they run away mumbling something
         home to catch a glimpse or have our kids           and looking so awkward. Why do you
         photographed with him, but film stars…..           Maharashtrians not like that word thank
         naaah - or “shyaa” as we like to say, when         you?”
         at our dismissive best. Hindi not being             ‘Abrupt’ is our middle name. No elaborate,
         our strong point, we might say peevishly           formal, polite conversations for us.
         to the rickshaw driver who slows down to           Displaying affection, paying and accepting
         gawk at a passing film star: “Arre, amchya         compliments, making small talk…we just
         paas Sachin hay, tarr iss bandar ko kyon           can’t or won’t do it. Greet one of us with a
         baghnayka?”                                        hug, and we’re likely to go stiff and subtly
          While Marathi is our mother tongue,               ward you off with a rigid palms-outward
         sarcasm is our second language. We learn           pre-emptive move. If you step back and say
         it at our granny’s knee. Maharashtrian             “You’re looking lovely,” we’ll look away and
         Moms specialise in giving their kids a             mumble or make some silly joke and change
         reality check at every opportunity. Other          the subject fast. Don’t expect a simple ‘thank
         kids are complimented with a “What a               you’, and furthermore, don’t ever expect to
         sweet child you are,” when they behave.            be complimented in return. We wouldn’t
         The Maharashtrian child is rewarded with:          know how.
         “Wah….today you’re giving your stupidity a          Now go read something else. It’s our lunch
         rest?”                                             time.
          We’re caustic…even when we are being
         helpful. The first Marathi words that non-
         Marathi speakers quickly learn from the bus
         conductors is: “Arre…. maraaychay kaay?”
         (“Hey…want to fall to your death?”) It’s just
         our way of telling you to come to the front of
         the bus and not risk your life on the crowded
         footboard.


         No thank-yous, please                              If you had visions of chai and pakodas in a gruff Maha-
         We can be extremely helpful, but in our            rashtrian home, you’re in the wrong part of India


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