Inherent Intricacies of an Indian Wedding

A few days back I got a friendly mail from a very true friend of mine. The subject line carried the “Be careful” caution as usual. I opened the mail to find a rather huge document attached. The name said it all. “Marriage.doc”

I had read many such docs before and was not very interested in reading the same old story with the actors changed. But the introduction looked different. It promised to be educative and hence was inviting. But each line I read further, plunged me into deeper and deeper levels of discontent. It was turning into the same old talking, touching and more “ing” story. That’s what made me write this blog. It’s not a “How to” article. Neither does it hold any “Shortcut to better” prefixes. It is simply impossible for a man (or should I say Kid) of my experience to write such things.
What I shall jott down here is what I feel right now - at this moment about a marrige. Ask me an hour later and I might have a completely different story to tell. These are my thoughts as of the 22nd of April 2007 -10:30 AM sharp.

This thought of getting married has got a lot less interesting and a lot more disturbing during the past many years in my case (Hmm.. Yes,I said many years.Dont know if its legal to do so at that age.Let the longs hands of law spare me for my ignorance ;-) ). And I see this growing reluctance very normal considering the fact that I am finding it hard to manage myself and more responsibility is definitely the last thing I would crave for. The act of remaining unhooked for life has also been thought over. But that lonely old age that everyone talks about, haunts me. In that sense, I see it all as a give and take game. You love your wife- she takes care of you. You raise your children – They look after you when you get old.If you dont do anything and if you are not lucky or rich enough, keep yourself healthy coz u will need a lot of that saved energy to take care of yourself.

For this reason I have always felt that Parents should be kept immortal so that you can have your Mother’s hand cooked food till your last day home. And it’s not hard taking care of your parents because mostly they take care of you. They rarely ask for costly gifts. Rarely expect you to remember their birthday’s and rarely consider you weak and useless. So I suspect. And even if they do, you can always put the blame back on them. ;-)

But sadly its not just food and shelter that man is entitled to enjoy in this world. The very old Eve and Adam story keeps selling and none can live without apples. And with so many apple trees and Eves around, its hard to withhold the temptation.