(As told to Sanjukta Das)
This was truly a happy, filmi joint family
I have always loved the concept of a big, happy joint family. I grew up in a nuclear family – my sister and I with my parents. So when I married a man who had a huge family, I was kind of thrilled.
The wedding was a big, fat Indian wedding. My husband Ashok’s family was larger than life and unlike the stereotype of a bickering, joint family scenario. There was harmony. The bahus got along so well with the in-laws. One of them worked, the other was a home maker. I told myself that beneath all the harmony and peace, there would be ugly chaos ready to leap out any day. I was convinced not everything could be as great as it seemed.
And then it hit me. I was wrong. This was a Utopian family I came to live with. I was happy with my new family, more than anything.