Pankajam Aunties: The Real Content Writers

Pankajam Aunties discussing the most wanted topic.

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Dear tech wizards and word sorcerers, want to distribute your work for free? Here, we introduce the Pankajam aunties into your world. To your favour, you don’t have to explain what you’re up to, instead they are detectives on their own. They find the good and bad, filter the good and spread the unwanted to the globe.

One fine morning, one of the Pankajam aunties, graced my humble abode. My mom, being the gracious host, offered a plate brimming with mixture and a steaming cup of hot coffee. And so, the interrogation began. My mom, in her prime, answered all the questions and in between, Pankajam aunty gulped her coffee in no time.

Looking quite thoughtful, instantly, she popped up with the question. ‘How is your grandfather?’ My mom, scratching her head with her thumb, replied, ‘He’s okay now. He slipped on the stairs suddenly, mistaking a ribbon for a snake. Startled, he tumbled down’.

‘Oh! What’s his age?’

‘Approximately 89’.

She bombarded my mom with all sorts of irrelevant questions while nibbling on the snacks, her curiosity evident. When the snacks vanished, so did she, saying her goodbyes.

A walk for relaxing and procuring a fresh breath

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At 6 pm, tired from hours on the laptop, I longed for a change. I put on my coat and set out for a walk. I spotted a neighbour cleaning her house. As I walked by, she grinned and inquired, “Hey, Keerthu, how's your grandpa? I heard he tumbled down the stairs because of a snake sighting?”

I began to explain that there was no snake but a ribbon, but she wasn't buying it. She was already determined to prove her snake theory right. With no results, I continued my walking.

As I strolled, I came across another aunty struggling with a bag of rice. As she approached me, she whispered, "Hey, Keerthana, I heard your grandpa got bitten by a snake and fell down the stairs. How's he doing now?”

I tried to explain the reality, but it’s like she was scripting her own reality show.

My neighbor expressing at her self-imagination.

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Feeling fed up as I headed around, I encountered a grandmother who inquired, “My dear, I heard a snake chased your grandpa into your house, and when he saw it, he let out a scream and fell. Such a dreadful thing to hear. How terrible!”

'Oh, come on! Why doesn't anyone ask me what really happened instead of making up stories they want to hear?' Never minding. I walked on.

In another three minutes, another aunty intercepted me, saying, "Hold on, hold on. How's your grandpa doing now? I heard a massive snake opened its jaws, spewed venom on his feet, and he collapsed with a load of froth from his mouth."

I was seriously done with walking. If I took another step, the next aunty would probably claim, 'I heard the snake had your grandpa for dinner.' Sorry, grandpa, I won't let that tale take root, no matter what.

The Real Content Writers.

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Merely thirty minutes since the debut of the first Pankajam aunty, and lo and behold, I unearthed their innate prowess for spinning tales. Astounding, isn't it? These unassuming individuals possess an inherent gift for conjuring narratives, quietly shaping stories that captivate. It's a reminder that creative imagination often emerges from the most unexpected corners. So, here's to the unsung content creators among us - the Pankajam aunties who've unknowingly woven themselves into the fabric of storytelling mastery.

Dear Pankajam Aunties, imagine if you ventured into the tech world – you'd reign as the highest-paid content wizards.

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