Friend of mine, gora chitta jawan from punjab, thought about getting married, girls there were dime a dozen but he wanted a jatni. If you understand what that terminology means, then you would just say, who wouldn't want to get married to a sikhni and that too a jatni. Temperament wise they are wiser and strength wise strong willed women. These are tigresses who will guard their territories with their sheer strength. I think, the thought of marrying a sikhni came to him from his mother, when he saw her in action in a local grocery shopping mart. There was a teeming crowd and what seemed like a millions of people just camping around with trolleys, kids hanging on to their mothers, husbands picking up rasna bottles and wives just moving the trolleys around.
Mom was far out in her attitude, she was kind and courteous and said thank you at the right moments. Today, something was going to happen and it did when amidst all the happy noises, a kid starting howling, she was only 10 years or so and was virtually being run over by these trolleys with no one paying any regards to who was being crushed. Suddenly I saw mom jump over a rail and pick up a knife and I really mean a sharp edged mutton knife and put it to the throat of one of the men who was ramming the trolley down the aisle. His palor paled and she just stared him through, everybody stopped and the noises tapered off, amidst this pin drop silence, she told that man, "sikhni hain, aagey na aayin". I am a sikh don't you dare go any further.
I might be a mother of two, but you touch my kid and I ll slit you throat.
Mom was far out in her attitude, she was kind and courteous and said thank you at the right moments. Today, something was going to happen and it did when amidst all the happy noises, a kid starting howling, she was only 10 years or so and was virtually being run over by these trolleys with no one paying any regards to who was being crushed. Suddenly I saw mom jump over a rail and pick up a knife and I really mean a sharp edged mutton knife and put it to the throat of one of the men who was ramming the trolley down the aisle. His palor paled and she just stared him through, everybody stopped and the noises tapered off, amidst this pin drop silence, she told that man, "sikhni hain, aagey na aayin". I am a sikh don't you dare go any further.
I might be a mother of two, but you touch my kid and I ll slit you throat.
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