Reflections from the pensieve

First of all to set things clear and to exonerate my parents I shall clear them first. Its my parents wish that I should get married asap, n dis wish didnt cultivate in a day or so, it started the very day I got my joining letter (so you see I m sort of fighting a lone battle). And to top it all, a few years back it was the Marriage wave that apparently most of my friends were riding; the thing that makes it a really catch 22 situation for me is that many of them were 85 born, a fact that I have been strongly opposing before my parents. Currently the wave that my friends are riding is the first born kids wave, although this is out of syllabus I thought of informing you about the dynamic environment.

Although my parents wish aint wrong, given the huge age difference that we have, nor m I ridiculing them. Here I will just try to portray the particular "cold feet" that guys usually suffer from when they hear marriage. Not that I have already seen a girl or that my girlfriend has proposed me for marriage, but its because of my parents' continuous, persistent pestering that has got me over the edge. This cold feet is something I have already introduced it to my readers in the last part of my blog "Mere Yaar ki Shaadi hain".

You may think I m extrapolating the facts too much but to make you believe that I m in a state of crisis I shall present 2 incidents which rocked my life.

It so happened that on a beautiful Sunday night, a dream turned my world upside down, atleast in the dream. I could literally feel the shivers running down my spine. I was staring at my own wedding card (WTF), the date being someday in February which was just 20 days away (I was dreaming in Jan). I was stunned, what the hell m I doing here? I have a life to live, I have to explore places, I have to spend the weekends with friends, loitering around here and there and now!!! I can't. Now by nature I m not a very long term relationship holder you see, so here I m staring at my own wedding card and my entire life I will have to be committed to this one person, my entire life???!!!!! The mere thought was already disturbing my volatile mental state. I decided to take the exit route. I had not even seen the girl's name on the card. Even if twas Anne Hathaway (I think m exaggerating a bit, ok lets take) even if twas Angelina Jolie (ah too much you may say a married woman, final choice not changing it any more after all its my blog) even if twas Natalie Portman asking me to marry her, I wasn't going to marry now, leave alone checking out the name.

So I tell my dad "I m not marrying her"

My dad is stunned, he says, "You yourself agreed for the marriage, the girl is your choice, everybody had opposed it but you were relentless and now you are coming with this BS. Hell no, the date is fixed and you are going to marry her."

Me: "But da...."

Dad: "No buts, no ifs, you think its all a joke. Everything is done according to your wish. We have accepted the girl and the girl's side also would have done their preparations. No arguments"

Dejected I stared back at my own demise, my blatant fall. This couldn't be happening to me, I pinched myself to wake up, I slapped myself, whatever I did the truth was before me. I was getting married in 20 days and as its said the truth is bitter very bitter, so gulping down that bitter potion I drudged off, my stomach churning, with heavy feet praying to God for a miracle. And the miracle happened I woke up. 

Now if you think that wasnt enough here's te second one

Well I have this weekly call with my parents, where we discuss anything to everything, but one thing remains constant. "Have you gone to the church???". Now friends I have a totally different view on church and its activities, not that I don't believe in God anymore or that I find church a horrible place. The reality is that no matter what it is, how good the preacher is, I sleep in the church. Now wont God be happy that I sleep in my house than going to church and sleep in his house, no right. So I usually don't go to the church. So whenever my mom calls me I give the standard answer. "YES". It was one of those routine days when we were having this call and mom puts this usual stuff and I answer it casually as always. Well this time something more happened, the lie that was supposed to save me turned against me. She asked, "So you must be knowing when is the Marriage Preparatory Course scheduled to happen??". To all readers who dint know what a Marriage Preparatory Course MPC if I may call is, it is a course that is done by 2 individuals who are going to get married as the name suggests, or by folks who are in line for this. The MPC is conducted every few months or so, and if supposing someone is having a quick marriage they have other quick sessions, something like crash course. And the best thing is that this thing holds validity as a bus pass without which you cannot take a ride, I mean that without taking the course you are not eligible for a Catholic wedding. (I always wished they had some sort of a test at the end of it and I would flunk every time, not that I know the course curriculum). So back to the chapter when my mom asked me the question, the first thought that raced through my head was not that I should tell a lie and escape but "WHY ME". I can understand if I m getting married in a few months time or if I will marry my gf but without any of these conditions being apparent I was forced to ask "WHY ME". Then she started off about the benefits of all these and I knew this was going nowhere unless I find a quick exit strategy. So I blurted out, "Mom next month, and I ll attend". Now a bit of a lie is fine cause in the end I wanted to bail out of the conversation immediately or I risked being eliminated for ever. Anyways when the date would have approached I would have told Mom (had she asked me about it) that it was cancelled cause no one was marrying not the season (sorry for that horrible excuse, maybe you can help me script a better one, but the point is I still have time). 

Conclusion

So you see the sad state of "affairs" (huh if only I had one) I m in. My bachelorhood is in real peril and I will save it come what may. Until yesterday when I came to know that my parents are coming down next month......wonder what reason I ll have to give them about the MPC, time is running out....

note: this is again part fiction and part reality. all the abridged parts are created just for time pass, no offence meant to the Church esp or its activities, just got over a fight regarding this 

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