Excerpt from Love.exe

Do you know how to Cook, Neethu?” Her tone was much friendlier this time, thanks to the intoxicating sugar.
“Oh no aunty, I don’t know anything.” I answered honestly and five pairs of patronizing eyes were looking way down upon me.
“Yes, girls these days don’t know anything. I already had my son by the time I was your age, you know and I used to cook for five people in the family including my in-laws.” If I was expected to read between the lines, it meant (a) I don’t know anything (b) I was already late for marriage (c) It was time to have a baby (d) I had to cook for her too.
But my uncle, dad, mom, aunty all nodded their heads in unison. Mrs. Janaki was rather pleased with their compliance.