Another down
And.....another one bites the dust. This time it's a close friend from school. We aren't that close now, having drifted away after school ended and we moved to different cities, but our parents are still close friends. So it was only natural that the news of the R's wedding, on November 25 in Delhi, in posh Chhatarpur, would reach my mother. I found out through her, on our customary afternoon phone call. Luckily, she didn't say anything to me. But I could sense the anxiety and tension in her voice, and I could also understand how difficult it must have been for her to hide her feelings and not ask me: "What next for you?"
What next for me? Do I know, maa? I don't even know what's going to happen tomorrow, forget about knowing a year from now. 2017 is when I'm supposed -- and I emphasise on the word 'supposed' -- to get married. But to get married you need a boy. And that is someone I don't have in my life. If needed, I would marry myself just so I could put my parents at ease, but unfortunately, that's technically not feasible. Men come, men go, I push them out, they push me away. They talk, share feelings, and one fine day decide it's enough and then stop. And the vicious circle continues. Am I ready to settle for just about anyone? Perhaps. Or should I wait for Mr. Right? S says he's stuck up in a tree and, being generally the dominating one in relationships, I should go and rescue him. Tree? What tree? I don't even see a bush, forget a tree. Flynn Rider, you're gonna make me work very hard for you, aren't you?
Song of the Day: 'Don't Look Back Into The Sun' (The Libertines)
What next for me? Do I know, maa? I don't even know what's going to happen tomorrow, forget about knowing a year from now. 2017 is when I'm supposed -- and I emphasise on the word 'supposed' -- to get married. But to get married you need a boy. And that is someone I don't have in my life. If needed, I would marry myself just so I could put my parents at ease, but unfortunately, that's technically not feasible. Men come, men go, I push them out, they push me away. They talk, share feelings, and one fine day decide it's enough and then stop. And the vicious circle continues. Am I ready to settle for just about anyone? Perhaps. Or should I wait for Mr. Right? S says he's stuck up in a tree and, being generally the dominating one in relationships, I should go and rescue him. Tree? What tree? I don't even see a bush, forget a tree. Flynn Rider, you're gonna make me work very hard for you, aren't you?
Song of the Day: 'Don't Look Back Into The Sun' (The Libertines)
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