It really just may be an Indian thing.
However, it was all I heard this weekend. My thoughtful gifts for my dad’s birthday (a Shutterfly picture book filled with the good, bad, and ugly of Dr. Palepu’s life) and Mother’s Day (flowers, brunch, a pizza stone she’s been wanting for over a year) were overlooked by the fact that they both didn’t get what they really want: a son-in-law.
Definitely a Pakistani thing as well. Ugh, holidays are more and more turning into less of a family celebration and more of a group guilt trip.
My advice to Hitha is the same good ol’ Nancy Reagan told her kids. “Just say no.”