Tent n a tail

I am pretty nice to my servant ladies,over the years. mainly cos of my hygiene obsession and that terrible need for clean bathrooms and dettol"ed floors and yes i love dettol to a very unnatural proportion..in my clothes and in hot water..yeah anyway
so am always trying to be friendly and try keeping up with their nosey-ness
and as for them on their part are very inquisitive creatures. not only do they decide which of my old clothes will suit which of their relatives,take very good care of my "almost" over shampoo and moisturisers by making it their own,to appying my nail paint liberally on their toes crouched in front of me! but still i like most of them. at least the one s back home
we have a very healthy relationship.they understand how terribly lazy i am, and i go along with their terrible need to talk ALL THE TIME
but
the one here for eg is a hindi speaking native
she stares at me like all the time she is in the room! and not those stealthy glances
downright in my face, in my nose stare
and if i look right back she l just smile
so she asks me ,pointing to A and my picture framed and on d table. "yeh kaun hai?"
now as much as i would love to not admit ,but i will,my hindi sucks..
am racking my brains thinking of a suitable response
how on earth can i say " yeh mera "woh" hai?"
trust me i could never personaly live that one down.. so i just smile and she stands next to my bed grinning
i know she knows! i mean cmon that picture ?we are literally all over each other
unless she has some really broad frame work fr d word "friends" she knows!
so i say with a hand gesture the whole tie something around my neck motion feeling lil silly
the grinner goes "sab pakki hai yaaa"
look at this woman! i am like "no"
she smiles knowingly now! or maybe its my imagination.
she is like"tho kya karogi?"
me: "bhaag jaungi"
the look of shock on her face was worth it

time for ear phones and my usual sullen silence
remember the story? the arab guy who gave the camel lil space to keep its tail in the tent?
yeah