Sochti hai zyaada, kam woh samajti hai…. Main kuch kehta hoon, kuch aur hi karti hai!
Husbands have an annoying way of letting us know how they get annoyed with some habits of ours.
– ‘Jaane kaun kaunse din woh tumko yaad dilaye, Pyaar ko chahe bhool bhi jaaye, taarike na bhulaaye!’,
They accuse us of being an Excel sheet BUT what about them? Each of our so-called annoying habits gets added to a list they maintain with great dedication like a long term portfolio. It’ll sit there, earning them dividend and one fine day their patience pays off – JACKPOT!
Case in point:
For someone who doesn’t do reels or get clicked often AND claims to be a low-maintenance, no-nonsense, light traveler (no make-up, no hair dos, none of that jingbang!), I can waste an absurd amount of time on choosing the ‘right’ clothes for any occasion.
On a recent trip to Diveagar, thanks to my search for the ‘right one’ that took me longer than a Bollywood hero/ heroine, my lil boy got so bored of his mom who had her head buried in the suitcase that he decided to roll over from the bed – THUD. Moments later, I was still shaken and reeling from the dreaded MOM-GUILT when PP casually passed this comment, “Mokshi’s fine but next time plan better and bring more clothes.” – THE JACKPOT I MENTIONED!
All I wanted to do was scream out loud and remove his shirt that I’d finally chosen to put on because suddenly I was more mad at him than at myself!! What about you? What would be your immediate reaction?
BUT since I am guilty as charged, here are some other annoying habits of mine that I have decided to work on!
1) Every time we step out of home to go some place (even down to the park), it’s like a ritual for me to do a “Tu chal, Main aayi!”. It’s mandatory that I run back inside to fetch/ do something I suddenly remembered! In all these years, it was only on one occasion that my husband gave me credit for this action.
On 23rd November 2024, I had ran back to my closet to grab some loose change that came needy at the Ticket Counter at Karnala Bird Sanctuary. PP said it was for once that my irritating habit had been useful!
2) I simply cannot get ready to go out without running a million errands in between “Chal PP, I’m ready. Let’s go!” and actually stepping out of home, closing the door behind me. It’s only after putting on my clothes do I feel the need to pack a sock/ put a spoon to wash/ wipe the dust off a window/ tuck in the bedsheet/ put the milk into the fridge! The list is endless but NOT all of them are what PP might consider trivial!
On 23rd February, 2025, I discovered the root cause of this habit – none other than my OCD mother. Since I was on a vacation, it was a ‘put my feet up and take a chill pill’ kinda mood! (Hell no, who am I kidding, I’ve two boys that need their Amma more than oxygen!) Anyway I had no odd jobs to take care of but I was in for a shock when I saw her at it. One moment I heard her telling dad to turn on the washing machine after she left home, the very next second I saw her doing it herself. WHY!!??
3) I religiously make a To-pack list for every vacation, even if it’s a weekend at my mom’s BUT when it comes to the final packing, I’ll frantically run around hunting for the smallest thing possible to take along that seems absolutely necessary at that point!
4) And after doing all of that hunting, I’ll sit in the car only to bang my head and remember that one single thing that I should have taken instead of the rest one hundred. It will make me complain, cry, feel guilty and result in some comment from PP like – “What do you want us to do? Should I take a U-turn and go home so you collect it?”
Case in point:
May 30, 2023. It was time to leave for the airport. The Ubers had arrived. It’s no small feat to get ready and get out with luggage and everything for four adults + a toddler when it comes to a trip to the USA. Also we have a well established reputation when it comes to timings wrt flights! As usual I was the last to get out and no sooner had our Uber hit the road than I cried out loud that I’d forgotten to grab the box of appams my mom had sent! I was tempted to say YES to PP’s “Do you want to go back?” knowing well it was rhetoric, instead I chose to wallow in guilt and sorrow until we halted at my mom’s to pick up the Kesari she instantly put together to stop my crying. THANKS AMMA.
5) We lose/ leave behind some part of our luggage in the place of visit!
Cases in point:
2023:
1) January – I had hung Shlok’s sweatshirt on the car headrest and it was only upon reaching the door of our Mumbai bound train at Nagpur station did I remember about it! The driver refused to return to the station stating he had covered some good distance and would leave it at the hotel we had stayed in. If someone happens to go to Pench, please do me a favour and bring me that jacket!
2) May – Shlok’s T-shirt that was removed at the hotel poolside in Mahabaleshwar remained there until we returned to Panvel.
3) June – My T-shirt got eaten up by our matchbox room in a hotel in the heart of New York. Trust me it was the smallest room we’ve lived in so the only possibility is that the T-shirt vanished into thin air because the staff was clueless as well. Also they didn’t care.
2022:
On our Patils trip to Goa, it was the beautiful beach Umbrella that I left standing right next to our cabin door! (I had assured my MIL that it was the perfect place so I wouldn’t forget it!)
2017:
We got late picking up last-moment-goodies at the Dubai airport and ran toward the gate AFTER a special announcement for the Patil Family. When it came to loading the hand luggage into the overhead compartment we realised we’d LEFT BEHIND A SUITCASE at the shop!
Cheers!!
Once in 2023, on our very first trip to Diveagar, I left my handbag at the resort and as always, it came to my attention after having traveled half way back to Panvel. Lucky for me, the wonderful couple that owned the resort promised to return it to me on their way to Andheri, where they resided. If Diveagar happens to be on your weekend getaway list, you can certainly check out SUPEEK FARMS AND COTTAGES. Their food is pure veg and purely out of the world! Lovely people 🙂
🙂 Until my next vacation!
C.A.: Confused Aquarian 