Protective
“For the last time, it’ll be okay, I am great with families. Your family will love me”- I reassured my girlfriend. She was worried about me meeting her family. Why would anyone have a problem with a handsome educated well settled hunk like me. “The thing is , my family and yours is quite different, we are more ….. matriarchal” - she explained. I didn’t read much into it but it totally looked like a normal family. My girlfriend, Deepti was a 5’9” knockout. Her family was gold mine of female genetics. Her mom was like 5’8” and looked quite great for her age. Her younger sister was small and sweet , totally the baby of the family standing barely past 5’2”. Their dad was a healthy 6’. I’ve no idea from the pictures, what she meant by the matriarchy comment. Finally, the day came and I went to their house. Her dad, Rajesh opened the door and I shook his hand. Her mom, Anjali walked down the stairs ethereally smiling and something was totally cooking the way she commanded the atte...