Which movie/s do you relate to most, and why, was the prompt by #TadkaTuesday and the fl0odgates of memory opened up!
Have you watched the film , Seven Brides for Seven Brothers? Or the Indian version of the same, Satte pe Satta? You have?
Well, Iโve lived it.
I grew up in a big family, with 5 Uncles and 3 Aunts. My Grandparents passed away very young and that meant my parents, Dad being the eldest brother, herded the family.
Satte pe Satta is a story of 6 bachelor brothers living with their eldest married brother and his wife. When the film released we got calls from friends and relatives all over the world telling us how the film reminded them of our family. And believe me, it was exactly like someone had spied on our daily life and written the script.
My 5 Uncleโs fitted the varied characters in the film the to the T, with one of them even screaming out when he was only just talking. No uncle stuttered though. Mum, even though younger than 3 of her brothers-in-law, was the only person they listened to, while Dad was the quintessential elder brother.
Going shopping was an adventure, as while regular people shopped for a pair or two of clothes each we shopped for bolts of fabric, which would later be tailored according to whatever the current reigning superstar had introduced as the latest fashion.
During mealtimes, kilos of vegetables were consumed even before hot rotiโs made their way to the table. The worst was when we had Bhindi (Okra) on the menu, we added finger chips when cooking Bhindi at home, as the vegetable was literally eaten as finger food, and no amount of it was enough. I remember coming home from school one evening to see two of our maids sobbing uncontrollably. When we had calmed them down enough Mum asked them the reason for their tears and we were told my Uncles and their friends had eaten their way through 5 packets of Bread used to make toasted sandwiches and still wanted more, and the maids were exhausted from chopping onions and tomatoes for the filling and assembling the sandwiches. They rest in our storeroom now, but we still have the vessels we used in the kitchen in those days, every day, and they could bring joy to any catering company.
The Neanderthal look was a favorite on holidays and Sundays as no shower and no shave was the mood on those days
Indo-Pak matches bought a mini crowd at home, with my Uncles and their friends crowding around the television and each run by the Indian Team sending up a roar of delight, which could be heard down the lane. God forbid if India lost the match! The heated discussions and each player dissections that followed sometimes even led to blows!
Happy memories, of being woken up at unearthly hours to watch Sport, watching The Godfather on loop, being and cocooned in love and protection.
Times changed, and with it people, but memories, ah memories, they remain the same!
Memories are our soul’s treasures.They make this world easier to live in.The happier our memories the stronger we can become. Lovely way of interlinking the movie with your memories.Your family sounds amazingly. No wonder you tell us such beautiful stories.
Thank you, Amrita. Yes, memories are truly treasures:)
Wow, that must have been absolute fun, growing up in the middle of a ruckus ๐ Do all of them still live together/close by? ๐
My grandparents decided to stop at two children and my uncle decided to stop at one – so size-wise we are quite a compact family but I think we end up creating enough noise to make up for that ๐
Oh, it was mad! I have so many stories that I could write a book!
2 of my Uncle’s have passed away, really young and the others live close by ๐
Wow Mayuri, this is such a real, and fun post. Its amazing how we relate to movies, isn’t it. Incidentally mom and I both love Satte Pe Satta and were watching the movie a few days back. And this post makes it so much more real.
I wrote this post, thanks to your TadkaTuesday prompt. Thank you:)
Wow! Such lovely memories and yes, sounds exactly like the movie. Lucky you were to grow up with so many loved ones around in the same house.
Mine was a nuclear family but we visited my grandparents every festival and there the scene used to be much similar. ๐
Thank you for reading, Parul. I was truly lucky:)
It is such a fun read mayuri. Good to know about all the fun you had in childhood. Joint families are so much fun with all the cousins, aunts and uncles around you. Glad that our prompt got back so many good memories for you and thank you for sharing it with all of us. ๐
Thank YOU, for the prompt, Deepa, because of which I could refresh my memories!:)
haha… this is so fun. I can’t imagine a life like this honestly. Been living the exact opposite life. Don’t think I would survive… and the portions of food? Damn!
Doc, our kitchen resembled a vegetable market:)Thanks for dropping by:)
Haha, I had so much fun reading this one <3
I'm sure it must have been one rollercoaster to live in a real life Satte PE Satta family.
Oh, you have no idea how much fun it was! Some tamasha every day! :))) Thanks for dropping by, Seema!:)
I love state pe satta, those brothers, their antics. And to think you actually, really lived that? So many precious memories there, I’m sure!
Haha! That would be so much fun! I cannot imagine living that way though. Thanks for sharing your treasured memories, Mayuri.
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Its a different atmosphere when you grow up in a joint family.. have seen that side and today I miss so many things from those days..when it was fun to play hide and seek in different rooms..in afternoon when everyone slept and we were not allowed to go out then do whatever masti inside the house