Last time a cousin who was a few months younger to me got married and caused rather uncomfortable moments for me.My theory about relationships and marriages in the Indian set up were unceremoniously discarded and I was told to get a grip on my life.
So what do you expect when a niece who is 4 years younger than me finds her mate.I am home to make matters worse. No, I cannot escape at all.
I had wished I had found some body worthy of being my scapegoat so that I could ward off my parents for looking for a match for me.I didn’t find anyone that my parents would believe that I was actually ready to live with for the rest of my life.
They do believe that for any guy is going to be a tough job.I know my parents have rejected perfectly normal and eligible bachelors on the pretext that they were too nice for their daughter.Almost seems like they are looking for someone who would survive a combat with me.I ain’t that bad, but I guess parents know best.
I’ve repeatedly been asked what I want in a man. Oh well shouldn’t that be obvious; is’nt really the answer they are looking for. I have a very small list of what I don’t want in a man. I’ll take anything else I tell them. It doesn’t seem to make their life any easier. Increases the spectrum of choices you see.
I don’t know what my parents expect of me. The option, that I’d like to wait for some one to come along, doesn’t suit their sensibilities at all. My mum recently listed down all the perfect and fantastic men that did come to my life. Who due to some stroke of fate were ready to take on the challenge called EU and yet, I had done nothing to materialize the relationship. That of course was followed by a longer list of men that I have lusted after but no love had came out of it. 😦
My parent’s choice and mine are poles apart. Currently my mother is aghast that I think John Abrahm is one hottie, though I could settle for a Shiny Ahuja,however essentially I would like a Hugh Grant..you know those clueless guys with the most wicked sense of humor. But no, my parents seem to want none of it.My mum is actually on a mission to prove to me why Johnny boy isn’t such a hottie after all. I am almost beginning to get convinced.*Gulp*
I don’t blame my parents for their anxiety.However to their credit they have been very patient and very non pushy. I don’t know how much longer. For now, some of my relatives have been roped in into this mission called marriage. I am almost enjoying the conspiracy around me.
The latest is trying to rectify my ‘dosh’ through a pooja. For parents who did not have a horoscope to show for their older child’s wedding,I think this is a huge step. After all at my age, the older child was celebrating a 4th Wedding anniversary. I do think the plot is getting rather dramatic not to mention very thick.
The only say I have had in this drama is the choice of prasad. I think that will do for now.