Posted by : RioZee Saturday, March 31, 2012
This took me back to a year 1986 November, morning. A girl from neighboring village, had come to my village for some function. His parents had politely asked my dad, if he could arrange for a meet up.
My mom and dad wanted my green signal for marriage to her. This was the first girl I would see, and three proposals were pending date approval. Those days were slow bullock cart days, with no mobiles, email, gtalk etc.
I said I will marry only after three four years, so no point in harassing anyone, but, everyone were pressurizing me, to wear the turban of marriage.
Then, it was decided that let Lord Ganesha choose my bride. It was decided to put four chits folded in front of the lord, and in one chit it was written "I will marry after four years". I had closed my eyes and picked the chit in the lord’s name,wishing with all my might that four years grace be granted.
Alas! It came to be the chit of the girl I was slated to see, I said, I will try another time, and again it came to the same girl. Four times I tried and all the times the same name chit came up. Taking it to be some destiny in the making I set off to see the girl.
So I adorned in my best attire, met the girl at my friends place. I was a chocolate boy of 22 years of age, Not in any relationships, All fresh from college, and mind you, had graduated commerce, with flying colors, if you can call second div. as flying, because I still wonder, which god had helped me pass. I wondered if I had saturated my grant of wishes, by just asking the lord to pass me in my exams. Had I known, I could have only one wish in a year, I wouldn't have asked for a pass wish and fail happily. but now, with every step I was nearing my destiny.
I reached the house where the precious Gem gal awaited me, with palpitating heart. But my heart was palpitating more faster, because I wasn’t prepared. One can understand the situation. My age was a tender 22, not an expert in analysis, like @ The Fool’s Bride hunt. I just wanted to finish the ordeal fast. I was more nervous than the girl, to be frank, sweat on my forehead was clearly visible, in the cold month of November. She came in the room where I had been seated, adorned in heavy saree, her face so cute and innocent, that I pitied any hurt on her. I sensed she could faint with nervousness any moment. I asked just one silly question, “what is your name?”
She tried to speak out her name, but due to nervousness, sound didn’t come out. I felt the foolishness in my question, but my nervousness too was a cause of concern. Her father told her to speak loudly, then audible words came out.
My sister then asked one or two questions on her school and all, then I eager to lighten the tense atmosphere, I said when everything is decided, do not pester her more. It’s okay with me and I hereby agree to wear the turban. Same evening we had the engagement ceremony, with all pomp and glory.
This I have penned on a challenge given by poojaPradeep at captain Awesome's thread at Indiblogger.