The Auntie Problem

March 4, 2009

Anyone who is older than you and not related to you is an Auntie. In my case, I encounter Aunties mostly in the mosque, or when wandering the mall or out in a desi restaurant. Occasionally these Aunties will greet me and ask me how I am doing or start up some kind of conversation. Most often they just stare at me and do not approach me. Sometimes, though, I find myself in the company of Aunties anyway. One common way this happens is that M and I will be invited to a dinner party at someone’s house, and the guest list will include people of all age. If the dinner party ends up segregated by gender, I end up stuck alone in a room full of Aunties.

Relating to Aunties can be difficult for me. We seemingly have nothing in common. They often are unresponsive to questions I ask about hobbies or recently read books. I often have seen the movies they mention. I’ve yet to meet an Auntie who was interested in discussing politics with me (though I know there are some), save for one who wanted to talk about whether Obama is a secret Muslim. I’m not the best conversation starter, and most of the Aunties I’ve encountered don’t seem to care about uncomfortable silences. So how does one relate to an Auntie?
First, Aunties are people too. You have to smile. Say Hello or Salaam or Namaste. Ask how they are. Remember that they might be just as nervous about talking to you as you are about talking to them. Try to remember that not everyone is judging you. (I still struggle with this one.) Also, I sometimes think that elder desis feel like it’s the responsibility of the younger generation to initiate small talk, so they might be waiting for you to start.
I find the easiest way to relate to these Aunties is just to ask more and more questions about THEM. People love to talk about themselves, right? If an Auntie works, you can ask her about her job and how she likes it. If she has kids, you can ask about them and where they go to college. The BEST results I’ve gotten have to do with asking where in Pakistan or India she or her family is from. Having traveled a bit in Pakistan myself, this often leads to a lengthy conversation about how I’d been to that city, too. How did I like it? Did I go to this place? Did I get sick? (Hey, I like to talk about myself too. You: We know, we read your drivel every day.) If you haven’t traveled much in the Auntie’s country of origin, you could ask her about her travels in YOUR country, how she liked them, did she see this place, did she get sick? :)
Also, remember that these Aunties can be a RESOURCE for you! You finally have a captive desi audience that is not your significant other. Now you can finally ask questions about cultural issues, or double-check your significant other’s version of things. It was an auntie who first corroborated M’s explanation of why he didn’t like to say or hear “Thank you.” It was also an auntie who first told me about Lahore. M had been too busy telling stories about Karachi. 
So, as always, my advice for how to tackle “The Auntie Problem” as someone coined the term in my comments section, is questions questions questions! Make a list of possible questions anytime you’re going to be encountering Aunties and soon you’ll see which line of questions work best for you.
I do have one fail-proof way to suddenly get along with every Auntie you’ll ever meet. This method will ensure that you always get smiled at, always get greeted and offered a seat, always have something to talk about. Using this method you will more easily make friends and find your place in a foreign community. Are you ready? 
Have a kid. 
Well, I guess you should probably have a CUTE kid. A kid that sings old Hindi songs, helps too. Every Auntie in the house will smile at you, and you will feel like you’ve finally found your ticket in. They’re always something to talk about when you’re pandering your own child for social acceptance. “Hey kid! Sing Lata & Mukesh’s Kabhi Kabhi Mere Dil Main Khayal Aata Hai again!”

13 Responses to “The Auntie Problem”

  1. baji Says:

    very good advice on the “auntie problem” or, really, “anyone problem”! another guaranteed question to ask an auntie at a party is “how do you make this dish? it tastes wonderful!” instant love.

  2. Mrs. H Says:

    That was good advice. When I was in Pakistan in 1994 for my aunts wedding I remember my aunt saying Salaam to an older woman and I remember her saying “Salaam Auntie”. I immediately asked her if she was really her aunt and she said “No, you just call everyone aunty here”. Now I know what she means!General topics are a good way to get ppl talking. With my husbands cousins, with whom I didn’t know too well I ended discussing Pakistans latest fashion being they were just there. We had a nice conversation.

  3. shaghuftah@aol.com Says:

    I like “resource who is not your husband”–That can be very important! I have a support group for that. We can ask each other if a particular issue is desi, muslim, just male–almost always it’s just dumb guy stuff!

  4. Aghori Girl Says:

    Nice to see someone reaching out to the Aunties. I remember in the beginning I was also trying to do the same but then I quickly realized I just don’t have much in common with them and really don’t care if they accept me or not.There’s only so much time I can spend making small talk about kids or food. Like about 4-5 minutes max.I just don’t have any interest in their topics (they only talk about 2 things), and I’m bad at pretending, so, I usually bring my laptop or a good book with me when I think I’m going to be segregated with Aunties.

  5. RuthS. Says:

    “It was an auntie who first corroborated M’s explanation of why he didn’t like to say or hear “Thank you.”Very curious to hear this explanation (sorry if you wrote about this earlier). I was raised in the South, so saying “thank you” is second nature to me. Once I thanked my DB for something and he acted all offended. He said something like, “If you really considered me your friend, you wouldn’t say that.”

  6. Jman Says:

    That did you get sick question is a real classic!! lolI always get told “dunt eet meet,jus daal. and eet plinty yogurt”Feel your troubles just washing away! :) http://jjutol.blogspot.com/

  7. luckyfatima Says:

    No way, aunties are EVIL! Avoid true aunties like the plague! The ones who you can have a nice convo with are not really aunties, they are regular women. Once you feel comfortable with the aunties it is only because they have co-opted you Borg style and you have become one yourself, ready for vicious gossip, judgemental commentary, and superstitious versions of your religion…I swear it was my diamond wedding ring which brought me this bad luck! Or maybe it was the nazar of my jealous jaithani! etc.!BTW, it is khayaal not khaval.

  8. The Gori Wife Says:

    I even dragged out the record album to make sure I spelled it right. And it’s the original record, too, not some pirated cd…

  9. Zack Says:

    <>It was an auntie who first corroborated M’s explanation of why he didn’t like to say or hear “Thank you.”<>Huh?

  10. Shaghuftah@aol.com Says:

    I call my husband “auntie” when he gets in that nagging mood: “Auntie, PLEASE! I’m trying to tell you!” Once, at one of our favorite kabob places, I called to him affectionately across the room: “Auntie? You want some of this tea?” The guys behind the counter (they’re always guys, it seems, if they’re true Pakistanis) looked at us with polite smiles, trying to figure out maybe if I was using the word wrong or just messing with him, or just messing with them.

  11. khany Says:

    you mentioned uncomfortable silences. actually i also remember silence to be comforting when i was in pakistan. it only became oppressive once i landed in canada. i think outside the western hemisphere most cultures are comfortable with silence. i noticed a similar observation on this < HREF="http://slktanzaniapcv.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-you-everyone-for-all-of-your.html" REL="nofollow">blog<> made by an american girl spending time in tanzania.

  12. jijibean Says:

    “Have a Kid” (I knew that was coming)It’s so true though. I myself don’t have kids yet (been married 9 years to a Pakistani guy). It’s by choice that we don’t have them yet – by the way. We do want kids, but work and school, and moving has had us postpone a little – ok a lot, but it’s our choice right? I dread the parties with Aunties because of this fact. When any of them find out it’s been so long and we don’t have kids they always assume something is wrong with me, my husband or our relationship. A few just hint at it, but some have been more up front and it’s really annoying. I’m too polite to say “It’s none of your beeswax”, but that doesn’t stop me from thinking it.

  13. meow Says:

    ROFL!!! Have a kid. The solution to all Aunty related problems.


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