I'm a Gujju Bania and I just read 'confusedsouls' latest Diary post which was a forward on the stingy nature of Banias and had a good laugh. So I thought i'd post another one regarding Gujjus in general. Some parts of it were in Gujarati so I have added explanations/translations inside brackets. Hope you have a good laugh!!!
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You Must Be a Gujju If...
Ghatkopar. All you'd have to do, you know, is walk across the road and
find a relative. Still easier, just shout, "Mama! Masi! Faiba! Kaka!" (My Dad's Brother, My Dads Brothers Wife, My dads sister, My dads sisters wife)
a couple of times. At least one of them is bound to be around.)
- You don't worry about being stranded in New Jersey. You've been told
by everyone that the thing to do at such a time is to open the
telephone directory, turn to "Shah" and call any number for help.
- You measure the success of a wedding by how many people praised the
food.
- You believe Narendra Modi is the solution to everything. From your
thinning hair to the nation's defence.
- You understand that when someone says "Dhirajbhai no babo" (guy child) or
"Maniben ni baby" (girl child), the "baba" and "baby" in question could be 40 years
old.
- You either think the garba is the coolest thing ever, or you wonder
why the whole world makes such a big deal out of it.
No packing for any trip is complete without thepla. (A paratha of kinds having methi ki bhaji in it)
Winter = undhiyo. (An assortment of vegetables cooked in winter as one single sabji)
Summer = keri no ras. (Aam ka ras)
Monsoon = have su karvanoo?! (Ab kya karenka???)
You assume (in marital situations) that because Mara bhai na vevai
ni dikri na sasu (My brothers cousin-in-laws daughters mother in law) gave a recommendation, the person in question is virtue personified.
- You have no problems with love marriages. You just view them as a
last resort, that's it.
- You may not donate anything to the orphanage down the road, but when
there's a calamity in Gujarat, you send truckloads of money, food and
amenities.
- You tear off the name & address from any postal cover before throwing
the cover away.(God knows what will happen if someone finds ur address)
- Sunday mornings = Gathiya and jalebi.