Thursday, February 28, 2008

Arranged Marriage

I am a late blogger in life. People around me and also my friends and peers have been a part of this revolution for some years now. So here I am, having created my blogger profile as an attempt to keep up with my new year's resolution. I have always loved writing. Infact, in those old days of snail mail, I remember avidly reading The Telegraph and sitting down to write some cutting remarks about India's socio-economic conditions or about Jayalalitha or Laloo Prasad Yadav and post the same on that very day to the editor of the newspaper. Today I proudly have those cutouts of my letters which were published, hoping to preserve them for posterity. But then, who knows. Will I at all have an posterior generation?

I am more than a quarter century old. I have lived a full and happy life, and have seen some setbacks also. Like so many other 21st century women (I would still call myself a girl) I have had relationships in the past, which never worked out. Like Carrie Bradshaw, I have grabbed every opportunity in life, waiting for that perfect guy to walk around the next street corner. Like Charlottel Gray, I wanted that perfect White (Red, as I am an Indian) wedding. But all these came to naught, as I became more and more disillusioned with every passing day and with the end of each relationship. So it was no surprise one day when my mom broached the topic of marriage, like every worried Indian mom. According to her, I was not getting any younger, I had a stable job in one of the most famous comapnies in the world, I earned quite a bucketful of money, I wasnt bad looking, I had the right attributes to be a wife, daughter-in-law, mother, etc. Therefore I should start thinking about marriage!!

Now let me tell you a small secret I have learnt in my quarter century life on this earth. Most parents of the 21st century, hate this job!! They hate the fact that they are the ones to have the responsibilty of marrying off their sons and daughters. Mine parents are no different. Although they were never overtly explicit about it, it was always an inherrent factor in such adult conversations. I recently attended a wedding of a very good friend of mine. I have known her for more than 10 years. Hence it was but natural that I was a part of the entire wedding ceremony and had the opportunity to intermingle with the rest of her clan. She was marrying the man she loved, a worthy doctor. She were childhood friends, whose love story was reignited by Orkut, after he had left the city at a very tender age. So now one aunt of my friends' has an eligible bachelor son, who works in the Indian Silicon city, draws a good salary, pretty good looking, and in all, has a good family background, the quintessal "must-haves" for an Indian male to make a good match in the Arranged Marriage market. But surprisingly, his mom, during the gala lunch which were spread out in the morning, piped out, that she wished that her son already had someone in his kitty, as she didnt want the hassles of being a parent in the arranged matrimonial market!!

I am assuming that my mom shares her sentiments. So it makes me reach a conclusion that youngs girls and guys like me are actually a disappointment to our parents. We have actually failed at the most important task in life: finding a life partner. It doesnt make a difference that we are properly educated, earning a decent package, working in world famous organisations, and have a good social life. We have failed.

Lets look at the bright side of this. Atleast we are Indians!! Anybody, having seen Renee Zelleweger in the first First Jones Diary (or even if you read the book) will remeber that she wished that she were born in India, coz atleast we have a system where when we fail, our parents step in to rectify the mistake. How she wished that system was prevalent in England too. We, Indians are a product of the British Raj. Our IT boom, economic independence and prosperity and the english language can all be attributed to those 300 years we were a part of the British empire. We have received a lot from them. (Our freedom fighters maybe turning in their graves if they ever read this) and atleast I am thankful to them. Maybe it is time, we gave them something which is so uniquely Indian and so much a part of our daily Indian lives. This is created a huge market in India and has made millionaires out of people like Anupam Mittal (creator of shaadi.com).

Lets put the focus back on me. So after pouring out my heart and soul here, where does that take me from here? Back to normal life, working all hours of the day (my company is clever, they've managed to ensure that I am at their beck and call 24 hours a days by saddling me with a laptop and a paid broadband connection), chilling out with friends in the weekend, and once a while having to sit down and listen to lectures from my mom and dad as to how I should take a more proactive initiative in hunting for that suitable son-in-law and/or having to listen to the profile of eligible bachelors. Do I actually want to do that? Even I don't have an answer to that question.

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