I study Marketing but not to be a sales-girl

A family get-together. Dumb as it sounds. Why get together when there is phone, there is internet? Why should I get together when I have no such intention?
I find it of no use. First of all there are these inestimable uncles and aunties whose names you have to remember. Here is the reason. A lady comes to you, ‘You remember me don’t you?’ ‘Yes aunty I do.’ But trust me they don’t trust you when you say that. They want proof. You are asked to name them. If you are fortunate enough and remember their names the talk ends there. If you are star-crossed then the entire ‘aaj kal ke bache’ saga starts off.
Secondly because you need to be ready to answer their everlasting questioning extravaganza.

At one such get-together, an aunt comes up to me and asks her name, my lucky stars were probably had travelled towards the other end of the universe and I couldn’t come up with her name. She introduced herself unbinding her relation with all the possible persons I knew in that room. I wanted to get out of there, as much as expected. She then asked me what I study. I was giving her one word replies when my mum gave me a cold stare. Like one of those ‘be nice to the guests’ kinda stare. The lady asked me ‘what next?’ and a smirk. When old ladies give young girls a smirk, it very specifically means that they have some wedding stuff in mind. I replied saying I will work for a year after masters and probably study after that. I can still-very clearly visualise that shift from a smirk to a shocked expression. ‘Higher studies? How much more higher?’ she asked. I looked up. I don’t know if that crazy gesture was appropriate, it was spontaneous. She was not convinced and threw a few more questions on what I was planning to study and how ‘higher’ I wanted to go. I said, ‘probably will get into some marketing and ad stuff.’ A better quality expression appeared- like there was something churning somewhere deep inside her gut level. She said something which ended the talk abruptly. I dint wish to talk to her anymore, as I found her nowhere in the far vicinity of my intellect. She asked me ‘You are going to abroad to be a sales girl?’
My mum still gets mad at me sometimes for rushing out without replying. Things would have gone too far if I stayed there a moment longer. I would perhaps reply to her saying, ‘No I’m going there to learn if it possible to market some cheap useless commodities like you’. That silences my mum. :P


Yes, very true. Common sense is not so commonly found. WHEW!