While growing up, my family always had dinner together. We used to eat early, about 8-8:30. This happens to be prime time for the pathetic, completely unbearable and worst possible Marathi soap operas. My parents were avid followers, and my dad rules the remote at home. I always ate with my back towards the TV, but still just listening to the dialogues used to drive me crazy. I used subtle hints, sarcastic taunts and open cribbing to express myself, but nothing worked. I guess soaps are addictive and my parents were hooked. It may seem trivial, but soap operas really do irritate me that much. Its not just the stories, or the lack of it, but the tilted camera angles, sudden zoom ins, the stinging background scores..... Also trying to figure out why my parents actually liked these programs made me even more mad.
To save myself of the ordeal, I started eating faster. Usually I would complete my dinner in about 3-5 minutes flat (roti, sabzi, daal and fruit too sometimes). This had no affect whatsoever, and I wonder if my parents even noticed. One day, I took my plate from the dinner table, like a buffet, and ate in my room. Now this had a marked affect. Suddenly the sanctity of our "eating together" ritual was broken. It was important to eat together, even if you were just watching TV. Now it wasn't as if we didn't ever have good family conversations at dinner, just not during the 8-9 time slot, when my parents most cherished soaps came. Late dinners and weekend suppers were always nice. Anyways my father compromised, and started muting the TV during dinner.
Unfortunately, I was almost out of college and the habit has stuck on. Even still, I usually gulp down my food, rather than savoring it. I have to make a conscious effort to eat slowly , especially with my European friends. Now these guys take their own time while eating. People here sit for hours over a meze and some nice wine. When I settle down, I sure will make it a point not to keep the dining table and TV in the same room.
PS - Sympathies with those who suffered Hindi soaps. They seem to be a notch higher on the Irritation Quotient
