Saas-Bahu and the Roti Vexation

*This is a work of fiction*

More on Saas Bahu affairs- Saas Bahu Explosion

Starring – Bahu as Daughter in Law, Saas as Mother in law, Pati/Monnu as husband, various characters as Relatives (Daadi – grandmother, Mausi – maternal aunt, Bua- paternal aunt)

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It was the time of the year, when along with Pati, our svelte Bahu was visiting Pati’s ancestral home.  She was recently awarded Star performer by her Manager for her sharp skills and timely deliverance of the project. But at her in-laws home, her performance was often rated by the size, shape, texture, elasticity and timely deliverance of Roti and Sabji.

Now our Bahu has been raised in a family which survives by eating Rice three times a day. The only occasion when her Mom prepares Roti is when her health freak Dad decides to go on a diet. So naturally, Bahu’s proficiency in making round rotis was way below average. But in Pati’s household, Roti was consumed at an abysmal rate.

This was a fact known to all the relatives of Pati, who never failed to ask one question that she abhors the most, not to mention the conversation that follows, which always went something like this.

“Beta Roti bana leti ho (Can you make roti?)”, Saas’s elder sister would ask, eyeing her Saari.

Ji nahi (Nope)”, Bahu would reply, shaking her head. A collective gasp would escape from Maami, Daadi, Naani, Bua, Mausi and their daughters and grand-daughters.


To hamare Monnu ko kiya khilati ho?? (What do you feed our Monnu)”, Mausi would ask, with her eyes wide open. 

“Cha-wal (Rice).”
Gasp!!Sigh!!Nooo!! an emotional  outbreak would spread among the relatives ... Meek hearted Daadi would almost faint to hear that this raucous female from some devious Rice-eating land is feeding her adorable grandson Rice.

Lekin Hamara Monnu to chawal nahi khata na (But Our Monnu doesn’t eat Rice)”, after gaining her composure, Mausi would ask.

Ji wo abb sab khate hai. Aur agar Roti khani ho to khud bana lete hai.” (Now he eats everything, and if he feels like eating Roti, he makes one himself) 

Bahu would reply with a sly smile.

“What!!”. Maami and Mausi would have a breakdown. Daadi - beating her chest. Granddaughters would dilligently take notes.


Now this scenario is not just limited to relatives. Often, random friends of her Pati would test her cooking skills on the parameters of Roti. So when they relocated to a far off land, outside India, Bahu finally thought that she has escaped the melodrama of making Roti, until her new neighbour asked,”Bhabi Roti bana leti ho ”
“Ji nahi”
No problem, my wife can teach you.” Why ohh Whyy!!!

Exasperately, Bahu once asked Pati,”What is this fixation with Roti, it’s not that they are made of Gold and Silver. Is it written on my face that I can’t make Roti’s”.

Pati didn’t look up from his laptop. This was a trick question. He was in dilemma, whether to “nod his head” or reply with a reasonable answer. 

He decided to go with latter and said, “Then learn how to prepare Roti and put an end to it”.

As soon as Pati spoke those words, he knew this was a deadly mistake. He looked up to see his lovely wife was throwing one of her special Goblin look.



That night when he had to sleep on the couch, he decided that maybe next time he would just nod his head.

... to be continued.

Read the second part here - Saas Bahu and Sneaking Roti
** Pati did gained brownie points in this drama of Rotis, stay tuned to know how. ** All images courtesy Google

42 comments:

  1. awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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    1. hahaha thank you so much :D really happy that you liked the post

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  2. O the poor pati! This is hillarious, Rajlakshmi :) The Roti-fixation is something unexplainable to non-roti-eating population of India. And I say this as a roti-eating person who most of the times is unable to produce a round roti :) But I say, what difference does it make which shape it is, it all goes in the same place anyway :)

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    1. hahaha that;s true. As long as it's chewable what difference does it make... :P thanks for writing in.

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  3. Poor Pati-dev ;) I was laughing out loud, Raj! That Roti vexation is one I can identify with since I could never make rotis earlier. I have learnt the art now , though :) That NAHIIIIIN picture of Kirron Kher is the best one!

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    1. ohh you talented woman!! I wish I could make rotis... :D
      thanks a lot :D

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  4. Lol! I, certainly, cannot understand this roti-fixation with all that nice chawal available to be eaten :P

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    1. ROFL that's true and it;s so easy to make too :D

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  5. If its roti in the roti-eating land then it has to be sambar or some other dish in other lands! But how our ladies have a fixation on food rt

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    1. true, whatever be the place, one way or other, some fixation is there. Thanks for stopping by

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  6. Ha ha ha....looks like a leaf out of my life story :D waiting for more

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    1. ROFL :D I guess many will be able to relate.

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  7. I sweetly told them I'd bake an atta bread from scratch and he could slice it and eat with dal and sabzi. :D Loved this

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    1. hahaha ROFL that is so clever of you Roti :D whatte reply!!

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  8. Haha.. Lol... I have a similar experience! Though it's not the Pati's household that loves rotis, it is hiw Workplace that demands the same. He is posted in the North and obviously my doors will be knocked at odd hours by his junior officers screaming, Mam, Roti pls!!!" And hailing from the south, rice is our staple food. I hardly know how to make Roti :P :P

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    1. ohh what a situation you are in :P I guess they love your Rotis :D

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  9. If my mom and sister came to know about you writing like this, they will force you to write it on every monday to friday................

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    1. hahaha :D and I will be happy to write :D thanks for stopping by

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  10. That is awesome. Waiting for the rest of the story. In reality, this happens (almost to all) when the bride is from South and groom is from North.

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    1. that is true. Happens even when east meets west :P thanks for stopping by.

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  11. LOL!! Oh man!! LOL!!

    I never faced that question from any of my in-laws or random relatives. But, I was asked that question here in US by a bunch of nosy ladies!!
    It was such a scandal that I couldn't make "round" rotis!
    *eye roll*
    Such stupid misconceptions and rules!

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    1. Oh my ... at US!! this Roti thing has some serious fan :P true why does anyone have to know how to make roti when they don't even eat it.

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  12. hahahah poor PATI!
    I make round dosas.. :/

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    1. Good for you gal good for you. I make roti batter into a dosa :P

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  13. Ha ha, the thought of beloved Monnu rolling and roasting his own rotis must have shocked those ladies to the core!!!

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    1. ROFL yeah yeah :D thanks for stopping by.

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  14. Ha ha, yeah, I can identify with the roti fixation.

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    1. :D This Roti fixation is beyond me.

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  15. Lovely and hilarious...Good one. Will wait for next episodes in this drama...

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  16. hee hee loved it Lovely post

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  17. hahahaha.. can totally relate to the story. Waiting for the next part :)

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