Ah that good old Hindi movie whose title everyone quotes but no one seems to have seen it ever! Pati, Patni aur Wo. And in fauj, wo=sahayak. Now I mean this in the cleanest possible way and you better read through this post before your dirty mind starts racing.
Every woman on this earth will agree that there have been times when she has been made to feel secondary in her husband’s life…mostly the time when the guy keeps salivating about his bike or car. But an Army wife gets demoted one more place down the rung as she mostly comes third in the order…. bike/car, sahayak (orderly) and then her.
Why do I say that? Well he knows more about your husband than you do! He knows where he keeps his socks and underwear, he decides what shirt is to be worn to the party tonight, he knows where all his files and papers are, how much petrol is there in his bike, and his likes and dislikes.
Throughout my courtship period and a couple of months after shaadi, I have always kept my financial issues independent from Captain Sa’ab’s. I did not even touch his debit card, a practice which changed the moment I came to know that his buddy (as sahayaks are fondly called) knew his atm pin!
They are also super jugaadu! At least Captain Sa’ab’s buddy definitely was. A broken rod would be replaced within minutes with a rod that nobody knows came from where.
I have heard so many stories of initial tussle between a new bride and the sahayak. One Major sa’ab’s wife would tell us how each morning she would wake up to make tea for her husband and their buddy would show up in the kitchen saying, “Sa’ab ko toh neembupani pasand hai subeh.”
To which the lady would say, “pehele pasand hoga. Ab toh unko chai hi milegi.”
“Then let me make it.”
“It’s okay, I will make it.”
“But I know how much sugar he has with his tea.”
“So do I.”
“But he also likes Marie biscuits with tea. You don’t have it.”
“I have bought Monaco this time. He’ll have that.”
Buddy whispers to himself “Uh, of course!”
And the cold war continues. No war, no peace 🙂