I got married to a man in blue 12 years ago, and even though
I spent my growing up years in the defense services (we're called "fauji brats"), there’s a lot I didn’t
know about the "other side of the fence". When I moved to a station in the boondocks (complete with fields of
sarson and battalions of buffaloes), I truly understood how different it was as
a service kid and a fauji wife/military spouse.
Married to the military
Are you a new fauji wife? Well, if you are, here’s some news
for you. (And for those who aren't newly minted fauji brides, I'm sure some of the points will resonate!)
1. You’ll
get a ‘welcome do’ that you’ll never forget. In my case, I was
already familiar with the famous welcomes that new brides get, so when I was
asked to turn up for a party in my pajama suit (they said it was a pajama
party), I gave everybody a surprise by landing up in a silk sari. But if you’re
lucky, your welcome will always be a memorable part of your time in the
services.
Pick up, not pick up. Pick up, not pick up...
2. Picking
up a plate at a party will never be the simple act that it always was. When
dinner is announced at a party, the senior most lady (who is the wife of the
senior most officer in the unit, generally the Commanding Officer’s wife) must
pick up her plate before the next lady in the seniority chain picks up hers
and so on. I remember goofing this up several times as a new wife and then
being ‘counseled’ for it too (I’m very slow on the uptake when it comes to
protocol and hierarchy).
3. You’ll
get plenty of occasions to dress up like a queen. In
fact, you can turn into a fashion diva, if you so wish. Whether you’re wearing
a heavy sari for a formal party or a dress for a theme party, or salwar-kameez
or crisp cotton for a welfare meet, there are plenty of occasions to dress up
for.
4. You’ll
be ‘ma’am’ to all the officers you meet. Many take time to get used to
all the ‘maaming’ that happens when they marry a fauji, however, I personally
find it quite charming J.
5. You’ll
be ‘aunty’ to all the fauji brats you meet. Gone are your ‘didi’
days. Once you marry a fauji, you get promoted to ‘aunty’. The quicker you get
used to it, the better it is for your peace ;-).
The party lifestyle
6. You’ll
attend the quirkiest parties you’ve ever been to. While
most people know about the glittering formal parties that fauj is better known
for, faujis also throw some pretty whimsical do’s. With themes like Udta
Punjab, Pirates, Hawaii, Bikers and what not, these parties are the glitzy
version of the fancy dress parties we used to attend as kids.
Bungalows of splendor...
7. You’ll
live in sprawling bungalows that are always threatening to fall apart at the
seams. These houses look very grand, complete with stone walls,
large porches, backyards to grow veggies in, spacious rooms and a garden the
size of a football ground. You’ll love the feeling of space but also be
prepared to pop woks and buckets under leaking roofs in the monsoons, write out
a slew of MES complaints for dysfunctional toilets/fans/lights/switches, and
tack up pretty pictures over walls ridden with seepage.
Meet Lizzy
8. You’ll be
co-habiting with all sorts of creepy-crawlies. You’ll
learn to chase out frogs and the odd snake from the bedroom; live with lizards (my
son calls the ones in our house ‘Lizzy’ and ‘Bizzy’) and spiders; stem termite
attacks on wooden shelves; and, deal with the insects that are prevalent at
that particular station (like scorpions in the desert).
9. You’ll
learn to cook for a crowd, and maybe even have fun while doing it. When
the young officers would ‘bounce’ us (a term that means dropping in for coffee
or a meal without prior intimation, often at unearthly hours) for a meal at
midnight, they’d all help me do the prep work. So, around the kitchen table,
you’d see these smart young fighter pilots, chopping onions, whisking eggs and
even making rotis.
Wednesdays for Welfare meets, Friday for funtabulous beerings, Saturdays for stylish parties...
10. You’ll
get plenty of practice at juggling chores, errands, your own work, the work for
welfare meets or Ladies’ Clubs, social commitments and VIP visits.
There’s so much to do at every base, and if you teach at a school or work-from-home,
you’ll get up to speed about managing all your roles.
11. You’ll
have to get clued up on talking about maids, baby habits and saris. When I
was newly married, I’d wonder how everyone could be so animated about these
three topics, when I couldn’t think of even a decent nugget to contribute. But
now, I can at least talk at length about one of the topics (Sari Style) and a
bit about maids (I’ve had enough maid trouble in 12 years to regurgitate a few
tidbits). As about baby habits? Though I have a child, who had the most taxing
habits a parent could ask for, I’d rather not be reminded about those stressful
days ;-).
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Good read Chandana.. as always . And yaa the welcome ... don't spill the beans ��
ReplyDeleteThanks, Nidhi. Haha...not spilling the beans...the surprise is still intact (my welcome was hardly an offbeat story).
DeleteSo well written Chandana, keep writing and sharing.
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading, Uncle.
DeleteWell written. I think, entering AF as wife is more fun. Since I was an officer, noone bounced at my place. But the massive houses of Agra, whose roofs keep threatening to fall any time.. Ooof, whatever be I love service life. Its vibrant.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading and sharing.
DeleteLove this peek inside this life. It sounds dreamy.:) I'm so happy to have found your site and you mine. I have subscribed so I can take a trip to another land now and then.
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