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"Anishaaaaaa! Shut up!"
"What?"My sister asked me with the most cherubic smile possible.
"Am not getting married any time soon...OK?"
"Why not?"This time it was my dad who asked me this.
"But baba am not ready for marriage. I need to be a bit more stable in my job before i even think about settling down."
"You are already earning reasonably well and your investments look sound enough as well. So what exactly are you waiting for?" inquired my father.
Had i mentioned that my dad was cool? Scratch that. He just isn't cool anymore.
"Dear, at your age i was already married," this was supplied by my mother.
"But Ma, that was ages ago!" I cried.
"So? Girls should be married off at the right age or it becomes difficult to find a good groom."
"And it's not like that you will find a man the moment you start looking. Sometimes it takes years to find the perfect match," squeaked my sister in her most serious, grown-up voice.
"Where did you pick up these crappy lines?"I ask my sister.
"Sasural Simmar Ka," she replies promptly.
Seriously she totally amazes me at times. But unfortunately for the all the wrong things. "Ma, you should totally disallow Anisha from watching any more of those daily soaps."
"But she's right dear!"
My dad the ever diplomatic and tactful said, "How about if we start looking for a man and the decision to accept him or not totally depends on you. Moreover as Anisha has pointed out, it might actually takes ages to find the right person. So you leave the intricacies to us and you take the final call. That way you can concentrate on your work without hampering your schedule too much."
What was i to say after this?
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2 weeks later my advertisement on the Sunday Telegraph Matrimonial column looked something like this:-
' Wanted suitable Bengali groom for their elder daughter, 24/5.2', MBA,working with a reputed MNC. Proffession and caste no bar, But the boy should be a minimum Post Graduate. Please contact with details and photo yo Roy@gmail.com.'I had arrived at the arranged marriage market."Nehiiiiiiiiiiiiii....................!!!"
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