Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Isn't it illegal?

I have always admired and, if I am honest, envied the impeccably dressed folks walking out with their kids to wait for the School bus at 7.00am. These are the mothers and fathers who look like they have just come out of a UN Council Meeting. The mothers are fully suited up sporting 3 inch high stiletto heels, smiling out of a face that could be the next one modeling the latest line of cosmetics for Estee Lauder. The fathers, as I observe through my front window dressed in a pair of pajamas that are not fit to be seen taking the garbage out, are clean-shaven, freshly showered with water droplets still glistening on the hair neatly brushed back and have on the latest career suits from Gucci or Ralph Lauren.

It is indecent for anyone to look that good at 7.00 am. If it is not already illegal, I say we petition the local Congressman to write new laws. No one can blame me or my family for the same offense. We are the folks that give new meaning to the word ‘disheveled’. You can’t catch us wearing anything but mismatched clothes, socks and shoes at any time of the day. No sirree Bob. It would take nothing short of a miracle to get us to dress up like our neighbors at the bus stop even to attend an event where the President would be presenting us with an award for the ‘Sloppiest dressed couple in the States’ at a ceremony held at the White House lawn televised by all the leading TV networks.

I have tried to get my kids to watch others and learn the secret to putting together an ensemble that doesn’t scream ‘I am sick and I gotta stay in bed’, but they are bent on upholding the family tradition. My daughter is in middle school and owns one blue pair of sandals. Be it a wedding, piano recital or a graduation party, she wears these sandals with the pride and affection of a mother watching her child perform solo at a school play. My offer to buy her another pair was taken as an insult. To my sensitive efforts of picking the right time to gently suggest that it may be time to let go of the old, battered sandals and give them a decent burial, she gave me a look that was dirtier than her worn-out sandals. Recognizing the futility of getting her to wear dress shoes when we go out to a party, I have come up with another solution. I just tell the hosts that our dog ate her shoes.


-Meena Sankaran

12 comments:

நாகு (Nagu) said...

//The fathers are clean-shaven, freshly showered with water droplets still glistening on the hair neatly brushed back and have on the latest career suits from Gucci or Ralph Lauren.//

Sankaraaaa............ Jump on the next flight home! Trouble here. And take away the binoculars first!!! I can't think of any other explanation for seeing the water droplets from that far!!!

Meenakshi Sankaran said...

Ha ha ha...Nagu, Isn't it just like you to fish for trouble where there isn't any. :-)

Thank you for stopping by!

நாகு (Nagu) said...

America is all about creating opportunities!

BTW - just throw Roller's sandals :-)

//she gave me a look that was dirtier than her worn-out sandals. //

I can picture that with little bit of rolling.
And the worn-out sandals bring back memories. Frank once lost his sandals(similar condition in age/shape) at the temple and he came back to the hostel in a pair that was lot worse than his. And they were both left!

Meenakshi Sankaran said...

Nagu, You should start blogging about all the interesting BITS stories of your college days. You and your friends seem to have a lot of those. It would be interesting for us to read those.

jeyashrisuresh said...

i burst into laughter on reading this. suresh is a similar type of person as aarti. and he is proud of using same towel,sandals and comb for the past five years.horrible!!!!.

Girl Next Door (gnd) said...

@jeyashrisuresh: I hope they're atleast washed
;-)

@Meenakshi: funny post!!! sorry i got carried away when commenting on your FB note...you touched a nerve - of envy ;-)

@nagu: they were both left - priceless :))

Meenakshi Sankaran said...

GND, Welcome to my blog page. Thanks for stopping by. I am glad to note that you found the post funny. It was meant to be. :-) Hope to see you back here soon.

Meenakshi Sankaran said...

Nagu, gnd is right, the story about Sankar's recovered sandals is priceless.

Girl Next Door (gnd) said...

Hi, I'm back...with something for you on
my blog...

jeyashrisuresh said...

gnd,ofcourse nobody can beat him in cleaniness.

Anonymous said...

I remember my days in Noamundi and Joda, where North Indian moms, clad in crisp cotton sarees and neatly done coiffure, would smilingly drop off their kids at the bus stop after finishing many demanding chores at home. I, on the contrary, would present a sad spectacle with my "kalainja thalai" and "azhukku nightie". Enna panradhu Meena, we are who we are. Lets flaunt it with pride.
Krithika

Meenakshi Sankaran said...

Like I said, there has got to be a law against people who look clean, presentable and sporting a smile at all times of the day. Good to see you back here di, Krithika.