When my mother started working, she was probably among the first wave of women who had real career ambitions, who were willing to put their work and family on the same footing. I love her to bits for paving the way for me - I did not have to fight so many battles because she had already fought them for me. Unfortunately for her, neither of her kids went down the Engineering-Medicine-atleastCA route. It was bad enough that anna studied law, but when I started college, this is what she heard.
Random Colleague: Aaa Madam, daatar 12th mudichitaangala?
(Your daughter has finished 12th?)
Amma: Aahn, mudichuta
(Yeah)
RC: Ippo enna panna poraanga? Engineering-a Medicine-a?
(What is she going to do now? Engineering or Medicine?)
Amma: Ille avo biology..
(No, she was saying biology..)
RC: Oooh, 12th le bio group a. So daactur amma va aaga poraangala. Heh heh heh, appo ungalukku vayasaana kaalathula selavu micham nu sollunga. Avangale vandhu oosi pottuduvaanga. Hee hee hee.
(Oh, she was in the bio group in 12th? So she is going to become a doctor. Heh heh heh, you are saying that you can save a lot of money when you grow old. She will be able to give you all the injections. Hee hee hee)
[Let's not go into his morbid view of my parents' retirement]
Amma: (tries a different tack) Ille, ava, biotechnology...
(No, she was saying biotechnology..)
RC: Ennanga?
(What was that?)
Amma: Biotechnology padikkara pora
(She is going to study biotechnology)
RC: Biotechnology a? Endha collegenga?
(Biotechnology? In which college?)
Amma: Singapore le...
(In Singapore.. )
RC: Singaboor a?! Avlo dooram anuppareengala??
(In Singaboor?! You are sending her that far away??)
Amma: Anga daan research..
(That's where research..)
RC: Ennanga?
(What was that again?)
Amma: (gives up) Ava poganum nu adam pidicha
(She insisted on going there/she threw a tantrum)
RC: (he is now on familiar ground) Enna madam idhu, ipdiya panradhu? Chinna pasanga, avangalukku enna teriyum? Ketta anuppi vidradha? Namba daane budhi madhi solli, nalla line le sethu vidanum.. Neenga ennamo solreenga, bioteknaala ji nu, adukku enna scope madam irkum? Enna degree kadaikum?
(What is this, madam, is this how you behave? What do they know? They are just small kids. She asked for it and you sent her there? We are the ones who should counsel them, make sure that they join a good 'line' [no, I don't know what that means, either]. You are saying something about bioteknaala ji. What kind of 'scope' does it have? What kind of a degree is she going to get?)
[Scope is usually code for 'return on investment'. How much how much the degree costs vs how much you can earn at the end of it. 'Good scope' means that there is high initial investment, but it is a blue chip degree - engineering, medicine. 'No scope' = low investment, no return - fine arts degree. 'Good scope these days' = high investment, questionable return - MassCom/VisCom, Fashion technology/Design]
Amma: BSc..
(BSc..)
RC: (explodes) BSc?! Oru BSc ku poi-a faarin anuppareenga? Ivlo selavu panni.. Enna madam idhu. Romba thappu panniteenga. Aduvum ivlo chinna ponna poi.. veli oorukku anuppi... Ennamo ponga..
(BSc?! You are sending her abroad to get a BSc?? It will cost so much.. What is this, madam?You have made a big mistake. That too, such a small girl.. sending her outside the country.. )
(At this point, he usually leaves, wondering why my parents did such a fool thing and imagining all kinds of dreadful future scenarios for me and anna)
Outside, when he meets another friend, he tells him -
Madam, orey carrier carrier nu irundutaangala, adaan pasanga rendu perum danda sor-a poitaanga.
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Danda soru = wasted food.
My poor brother got dragged in because he studied law. You only do that if you want to become a thug or a criminal. Dinchyu know?