Tuesday, July 5, 2011

MRS. SERIALKAR - HUMOR

Mrs. Serialkar
Mrs . . . . Serialkar is a distraught. She has not been in a position to watch her favorite Serials on cable for the last three days.
It all started with her TV set behaving erratically. First the pictures started shaking, widening, and elongating and then the sound started distorting. The net result was total chaos not in the serials, but in the household. Mrs. Serialkar had begging of her husband to buy a new TV set with latest technology but he had been dilly dallying it for one reason or the other. And then the inevitable happened.
First her husband thought it was something to do with the cable operator. A complained was duly lodged and the cable guy blamed the TV set. The TV repairer was called who said he would need at least two days to repair as it was difficult to get parts for such an old model.
Three days is epic time in the story line of Indian soap operas. The story can take any turn. It can go forward, go backward, sideways and rather anyways. Mrs. Serialkar was worried about her not being a part of the change. Her envy was beyond compare. ‘Owners’ Pride, neighbor’s envy’ was lying at the repair shop waiting for some savior.
On the contrary her neighbors were way ahead of her in moving with the change of turn in the Serials. Mother-in –Law might have cause some upheaval in the family. Who knows the SIL might have met with some accident and hospitalized? The wayward son might have hanged himself. The modern day daughter might have eloped with her fiancĂ©e. Swamiji might have predicted the fall of enemy empire.
Mrs. Serialkar is angry. She is not in a position to take interest in any household activity. The food does not taste the same now. The children are too troublesome. Husband is too demanding. Days are too long. She is no more sleeping like a log. Her ego does not allow her talk to her neighbors and share her agony. She does not want to phone her sister and get the updates on her favorite serials.
Life never was so cruel!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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