The Business of Seeking Brides
Let me begin with Last Sunday’s Penn Parkum episode. There were certain things I insisted before seeing that person which I thought would be in her best interests.
Earlier on, when amma wanted me to see this girl, I clearly told I am not going there with a party/battalion. Not even my mom. I just wanted to meet that person, talk briefly about myself and my dreams, give time to that girl to tell whatever she wants and then proceed from there. So it was decided that we meet at a temple. Only the two of us.
Everything went according to plan. But on seeing the person I somehow felt this is not the person I would like to marry. When one feels that way in the first 10 minutes there is nothing you can do after that.
She was way too innocent, simplistic and nice for my taste. If only I had said yes, I think I would have done her a great deal of harm than good. And we had neither physics nor chemistry working between us.
But the fact remains the trip was an eye opener about the kind of person I wanted.
I would like to someone who is honest (the more brutal, the better), good looking and who can put up with an eccentric like me. Put up implies someone who has her own share of wild interests. I don’t want someone who will be like my subordinate. And No I could not care less about Caste, blah blah.
But herein rests the problem. The problem is I am way too clear about my expectations and the areas I will strive to make it work. Unless I find someone on my own, I realize there is very little chance to meet such a person through the arranged marriage route.
Saying No is a very delicate thing. I could not even convince my mother. Forget the rest of the junta. The comments I hear makes me feel guilty about the whole damn thing.
Amma is so upset that she said she will stop this process for sometime.
Very Good. Could not have asked for more.
April 19th, 2005 at 7:21 am
Hey Karthik,
True. This business is becoming tiresome for my mom and will catch up with me soon!
– Gopi