You know, I think pretty much everyone goes through this stage in their lives......the stage where you now have to think of marriage.....except in my case its being thought of for me by my folks as is custom, culture, or whatever you want to call it....I'm not against arranged marriages but I just don't think I'm ready for a marriage yet. Besides its going to happen when my time comes whether I'm ready for it or not.. so why hurry?
I love my folks for making it a 'not so embarrassing' process for me.....and yet I do get annoyed when my mom says "Let's go through the matrimonial site and see if there are any nice guys!" The very post that follows is the after effect of such a discussion with my mom.
Luckily for me, my parents havent pushed me to meet a lot of guys. And I've just met one guy so far till date (its been 8 months since we started looking), the one they were very keen for me to meet. Mr.IIMA (+ MTech + Btech) was a pretty decent chap, that my parents thought made sense for their daughter as an alliance...
Unfortunately for him, I wasn't really thinking of marriage and little did he know what was in store for him. I decided prior to the meeting that I was just going to be my nice self and see what happens. I knew that whatever has to happen will happen and so before we went to meet this guy I went to church and prayed with all my heart to accept it if he is the one or somehow make it go away if he's not the one for me. And when you do that, like pray with all your heart and soul, be sure He'll listen and answer your prayer.
Anyway there I was sitting away from Mr. IIMA, with him talking to my parents and my parents inquiring about his background. My brothers had met him prior to this (like weeks ago) and had given the 'ok' signal to my folks which was why this was happening.
Now here's the thing ,I've always said I don't have any expectations about my husband save his character, which I'm particular about. I've never had an issue with looks, well as for height I wanted him to be at least 5 inches taller than me coz then it wouldn't look weird if I had to wear my 4 inch heels :P
But here's the problem, I think somewhere in your subconscious you've kind of stored data (under a folder called "likeables")..... well.. 'subconsciously'.....about the kind of features you like, the height you prefer, the personality you prefer, etc, etc.... The reason I say this is because every time you look at a person and admire anything you like about him/her that particular 'trait' gets stored in that so called "likeables" folder. And I think with those elements you really like, you start creating a picture of the person you want to be with for the rest of your life... well....'subconsciously' of course! Just a hypothetical theory... or an excuse for what I did to Mr. IIMA.
Ok so I meet Mr. IIMA and I know at first glance that he's not the one. How come I know? Remember the 'likeables' folder? Nothing from there ..... that's why. That doesn't mean he was bad looking or whatever you wanna associate with bad. He was tall (like really tall) and of average build and he wasn't bad looking either.
So after sometime, my parents left me alone with him so we could have the 'few minutes of conversation' that comes with the arranged marriage package, which is when you determine whether he is likeable or not, whether he can be your husband or not, all in a few minutes. And that's when it all began.........
I love my folks for making it a 'not so embarrassing' process for me.....and yet I do get annoyed when my mom says "Let's go through the matrimonial site and see if there are any nice guys!" The very post that follows is the after effect of such a discussion with my mom.
Luckily for me, my parents havent pushed me to meet a lot of guys. And I've just met one guy so far till date (its been 8 months since we started looking), the one they were very keen for me to meet. Mr.IIMA (+ MTech + Btech) was a pretty decent chap, that my parents thought made sense for their daughter as an alliance...
Unfortunately for him, I wasn't really thinking of marriage and little did he know what was in store for him. I decided prior to the meeting that I was just going to be my nice self and see what happens. I knew that whatever has to happen will happen and so before we went to meet this guy I went to church and prayed with all my heart to accept it if he is the one or somehow make it go away if he's not the one for me. And when you do that, like pray with all your heart and soul, be sure He'll listen and answer your prayer.
Anyway there I was sitting away from Mr. IIMA, with him talking to my parents and my parents inquiring about his background. My brothers had met him prior to this (like weeks ago) and had given the 'ok' signal to my folks which was why this was happening.
Now here's the thing ,I've always said I don't have any expectations about my husband save his character, which I'm particular about. I've never had an issue with looks, well as for height I wanted him to be at least 5 inches taller than me coz then it wouldn't look weird if I had to wear my 4 inch heels :P
But here's the problem, I think somewhere in your subconscious you've kind of stored data (under a folder called "likeables")..... well.. 'subconsciously'.....about the kind of features you like, the height you prefer, the personality you prefer, etc, etc.... The reason I say this is because every time you look at a person and admire anything you like about him/her that particular 'trait' gets stored in that so called "likeables" folder. And I think with those elements you really like, you start creating a picture of the person you want to be with for the rest of your life... well....'subconsciously' of course! Just a hypothetical theory... or an excuse for what I did to Mr. IIMA.
Ok so I meet Mr. IIMA and I know at first glance that he's not the one. How come I know? Remember the 'likeables' folder? Nothing from there ..... that's why. That doesn't mean he was bad looking or whatever you wanna associate with bad. He was tall (like really tall) and of average build and he wasn't bad looking either.
So after sometime, my parents left me alone with him so we could have the 'few minutes of conversation' that comes with the arranged marriage package, which is when you determine whether he is likeable or not, whether he can be your husband or not, all in a few minutes. And that's when it all began.........
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