Men and Matrimon(e)y

Men and Matrimon(e)y ~ The Wedding Woes 

So I'm in that phase of my life where everyone around me is either engaged or walking towards the aisle. Some high school friends are already married. Colleagues discuss wedding preparations and my parents don't miss an opportunity to tell me how important it is to get married to the right guy (read Mr Moneybags) at the right time. My grandma keeps reiterating how this girl got married to a 15 lakh package and that girl got married to 5 lakh package. My mother gets into long conversations with her mother meanwhile I silently plug in my earphones and listen to Skrillex. 

Amidst all the drama, I sit back and enjoy the show. Most girls eagerly look forward to their big day and guys simply can’t fathom why.

So when a girl is *ahem* eligible for marriage, what are the men in her life thinking?

The Father

(If not all then most) Indian Dads think any guy who talks to his daughter wants to take advantage of her.  SO typically she is told to stay away from these notorious creatures. The urban social girl listens but seldom obeys.
After the girl is 15 years old, the father slowly gets into statistics. "When my daughter is 25, I would be nearing retirement. So I should save this percentage of my annual income, invest them in bonds to avoid issues later." They often believe it is their duty to 'find' a suitable match, an engineer or architect maybe. (Read suitable as financially stable)
The concept ‘Match Made in Heaven’ often translates to ‘Match Made by Parents’.  If something doesn’t click on ground, there is always Matrimony.com right? They would trust a stranger from the virtual world rather than their own daughter. How progressive!

On the other hand, I’ve seen Dads who are more at ease about the entire process. They give society-talk less importance than their daughters. Marriage is a life-changing event after all.

Why not trust the ‘old-enough’ daughter’s judgment?

*more men to be featured soon on the series*

Slowly. Steadily.

I've slipped into an oblivious dream and as you pretend to wave towards the sky, I know its too late to even say goodbye.
Oh babe, I've never been so high.
You try to look away but the light that showed the way blinds you tonight.
We breathe, only in between so steadily, so can't take it in slowly.
The faith is shaking, these rooms are caving.
Babe, it's been such a flight. You're sinking into my mind. 
The haste you made has only taken you deeper inside. Slowly. Steadily

Grow up!

Why is it that people find growing up to be such an ordeal? Does the thought of getting old bother them or is it really something else. Every Birth date that passes by makes some of us silently twitch especially when you reach the late twenties. They say age signifies wisdom and experience. They say a lot of things we don't want to believe. Best lessons are learnt through time, so is growing up really that bad?
Ironically all a young child does is dream of getting old, wants to be responsible and when the day comes he detests it and runs away. I've always seen kids cherish the good ol' life. Does age bring to us more wisdom than we need or is it that proximity to actuality takes away the innocence in a person and he has no choice but to train himself to be wiser, else the repercussions will be too grave. Maybe this responsibility takes a toll on someone more than anything else.

Well I'm sure when you grow up its a different ball game. But wasn't life much easier when the toughest decision ever was between watching your favourite TV show or going for a movie you just couldn't miss.

He Said, She Said..

He said, "Lets do this one more time. Give love a chance like it were a legend in my mind"
She said, "For each moment you err I'd forgive you a thousand times. But the pain is too much to take; My will too strong to break"
He said, "I promise one more time, I'll take away this fear, and you will only be mine. Always."
She said, "Your words are too grave and my heart is too frail, I've died once before I therefore cannot again take my life."
He said, "Your warmth can only be mine."
She said, "You've made mistakes and admit the same. But I forgive you another time. Love, this time be truly mine"
He said, "I vow to bring stars closer to earth and find the keys to kingdom of thine. Yes sweet love, you are truly mine."

Days became weeks, the clock saw everything tick. Then there came a day where the turn was not his to apologize.
"You've wronged me." He said, "Again another day, yet another time. I never forgive a soul never or ever forget a memory whole."
"But you've been wrong a hundred times." She said, "Just one more time I ask, my mistakes must be no excuse for to make more"
"Why, isn't love all about us" She said "Why confuse it with circumstances and crime?"
"You wrong me once, I shall do so thrice" He said, "You are no more than a muse and our love never more pertinent than a petty lie."
"But why, I forgave you a thousand times and even your promises masked as lies."
Her words simply echoed in the wind. The answer never came.