Many of the people I know fail to understand why it is so difficult for me to get a spouse. Most of the time its not that difficult for me to like a girl. The problem comes when the girl has to like me.
I earn quite well, enough to support a family quite comfortably at least. I have my own house, I don’t smoke and I don’t like drinking that much even though I have tasted all types of alcohol. I do have my negative points including short-tempered, stubborn and being absolutely lazy.
My mom thinks these qualities are enough to find a girl. Maybe they are! I need to ask a girl about it.
But not everything depends on the girl. During my matrimonial expedition, I had once met a girl who was not sure if she should be taking a decision or her parents should. I was firm, that she should. She didn’t!
I did take a decision to bid her bye.
So when my acquaintances ask me why am I not getting married, I give a simple reply;
“Ladki haa nahi karti” (girls don’t say Yes)
So a few days ago when I did meet a girl who was quite independent in her decision making process, I decided to take the matter ahead. I did have my lingering doubts but that’s me. So keeping aside all the doubts aside, I decided it was time!
We had a lot in common. She had an avid interest in photography and movies. She was frustrated with everybody asking her when she was getting married and she was short-tempered.
Everything in the above paragraph which has “was” should be read as “is”
Anyway, I said I was ready to move to the next step and surprisingly, she was too. We communicated the decision to our parents and her parents decided to visit us before they could arrive at a D-Day.
Her parents decided on a time for their visit and they arrived duly on that day.
I opened the door to let them in and I could sense something was wrong. I introduced myself and asked if they had seen my photo. They replied in negative and I was sure that something was surely wrong.
We sat and talked for about half hour before they left promising to meet again with their daughter in the coming week. When they left, Me and my brother realized that the mother was not too pleased to see me. They had expected someone handsome. Unfortunately their daughter chose a wrong guy. Atleast that is what they felt.
Two days later, as expected they confirmed that they did not want to go ahead with the union. I said “Ok”, laughed and then continued talking to Sandeep.
I have always sent my photos to a prospect before we actually met.Its no secret that I am not a good-looking male. (I am just avoiding the ugly word) I am comfortable with the way I am and I do realize that people could be looking more than just what I have. I don’t try to hide anything which I guess can be a foundation of a strong relationship. But I could be wrong
My only complaint was the girl should have shown my photos to her parents. This could have saved lot of time, efforts and emotions for both the families.
I find it quite funny. It is not always like “Miya Biwi raaji, toh kya karega kaazi”.
Now I did not have to prove to anybody. Ladkiyan Sachmuch haan nahi karti. In this case, the girl said yes abhi unke maa-baap haan nahi karte!
Mother was disappointed. I shrugged and let it go. I cannot let myself be affected by what people think of me. Especially when something like a face, which I cannot change. I guess I can exercise and reduce that tummy atleast.
At the end of the day, it was back to square one and the search restarts. As one of my guest writer once said
One of the basic requirements of each one of us is to feel loved.
To feel that our existence is validated.
That we count.
Our life counts.
If not to many, at least to the ‘One’.
So I wait, for the “One”. Not an ambitious plan really but seems so difficult now.
Note: By the time you read this, I will be off to a very short trip to Uttaranchal.I will be back with more photos. Anyways I am falling behind posting all the photos of all the trips in the last three months. A trip a month record this year broke in May. But to my defense, May had way too many birthdays parties on weekends
Note 2: I am still waiting for the guest posts. I have atleast 15 reader who want to volunteer but only 3 have responded with a post. I hope when I come back, my mail box will be full with posts from guest writer.