The Gharelu type keti

Call her a gharelu type keti and she will beat all those momos out of you. She's that ungharelu. k.

I don't even know her. I became aware of her existence 15 minutes ago-- and it's somewhat likely she may be aware of my existence after this-- but I think she's cool already (be very jealous, ZoZo).

So this is mostly fiction, but the totally-not-gharelu keti's real and she seems cool.

I have some emotional baggage with the word-gharelu, because it evokes painful memories and events -- sometimes disgusting-- that I don't want to talk about, not even when I'm being flippant and telling you lies ( I call them guff, you call them lies, we disagree, and I love you) and then pointing ohmy your tummy has grown yaar, you should probably start doing zumba soomba or go for morning walks, so you're distracted from the guff. Yes, not even then. Some words are that powerful yaar, for no fking good reason.

I like gharelu and not-gharelu despite that though. Nepali words, they're not-- adapted from Hindi, gharwaali, gharelu Bharatiya naari, garelu grihiNi, and all that schtick, you know the deal. And when you have a late teenage or early twenties woman, and she's either a gharelu type keti, or not, or something in between. Like sexuality, it's not a binary choice( I can feel the uncomfortable vibes from my American friends already), so there's an entire scale of ungharelu and gharelu type ketis.

Lets talk about the not-gharelu type keti. Her boyfriend probably plays for the national team. Probably. This by itself would not be anything remarkable, except it tells you that first she has a boyfriend, and second, she's grounded enough to to realize that the national-team-player is another  meaningless adjective you can put over a person without intrinsically increasing their actual value, while considerably jacking their perceived value. That girl in the fair&lovely ad is the same girl she was before, except she somehow gets things going with more interesting guys, so whatevs, she could go die, for all you fking care. It's her life yaa.

Cooking and doing dishes. Hm, now this one's interesting. If she's medium ungharelu, she won't do them. If she's totally not gharelu at all, she'll probably know how to do, and do these-- perhaps more often then gharelu types themselves-- she understands that it's a fking life, and no sonofabitch is ever going to dictate what goes where, and that includes her parents, so she will practice everything and do it when she wants to. She's the bomb card. i dont even know what i'm writing anymore. Rooneel out!