What are so engrossed in? asked my husband who noticed me deep in thought.
Oh, I was thinking of the Big Brother House and our daughter’s participation in the programme, I said.
But that was over long ago ,what made you suddenly remember the episode? Said he.
My train of thought continued inspite of his interruption and it all came in a flash, every moment from the time Smitha informed me about her being selected for the programme.
Mummy, I just can’t believe the news, I never even dreamt that I would be selected, she went on repeating herself.
Though I didn’t want to dampen my daughter’s spirits, I wished to warn her about the ordeal that was in store for her.
Smitha, you need to adjust a great deal with your housemates, who for all you know might be a cantankerous lot, out to bully you and make your life miserable during your stay at the House, I said.
Not to worry Mummy, just wait and see, I am sure I will come out a winner, which, besides giving me that important celebrity tag, will increase my bank balance as well, oh, I just can’t imagine by how many millions! she assured me with her usual air of self-confidence.
As the days of her departure were drawing near, my fears only increased knowing my daughter’s “capacity” to adjust. Whenever I expressed my doubts about her fate which depended upon total strangers constituting her fellow inmates, she brushed my words aside saying they were baseless. If Shilpa Shetty could acquit herself, I am most certain I too can, was her attitude.
The preparations started in right earnest with the girl going on a shopping spree everyday for clothes, cosmetics, gifts, etc., and attending a few self-improvement courses, spending a fortune on them.
Finally, the day of her departure dawned and all of us in the family along with a few friends gave a grand send-off to an excited Smitha who appeared all set to contend with the worst of behaviours of fellow inmates of ‘The Big Brother House’. Unfortunately, neither I nor Smitha herself had an inkling of who the other inmates were. The fact that I couldn’t watch the show from here made my plight worse.
A few days passed, and I heard the phone ring, it was a long distance call. I was surprised to hear Smitha’s voice. Even before I could say anything, Smitha began her tirade against one of the inmates. You know Mummy, that woman was hell-bent on torturing me from day one, finding fault with whatever I said or did. She used the choicest abusive language and tormented me 24/7. Thank God, at last I am happy to be relieved, she said.
But Smitha, it is not in you to take things lying down, how is that you have not given her back? I said.
By the way, how old is this woman who dared to abuse you and to which country does she belong? I asked.
Mummy, I had the shock of my life when I came face to face with her in the Big Brother House and I knew I would be the loser, said Smitha.
Who is she? I asked not able to bear the suspense any longer.
Can’t you guess! Who else could this despicable woman be but my mother-in-law who manouvered herself and saw to it that she would remain in the House and I would be evicted, she said in contempt.
Is it fear or wishful thinking, I wondered waking up to reality.
n.meera raghavendra rao