It’s that scary phase in your life. Where you come across a
fork in the road and nothing you’ve have accomplished all these years by
toiling seems to satisfy you. Just when you think of maybe elevating that self
imposed sorry state of yours by going after your passion, your parents pop that
dreaded question of marriage in an attempt to choke you at the dinner table. You
suddenly find yourself under the radar of annoying uncles and aunties that
oddly crop up only during your 10th, 12th, placements and now!
You no longer want to open your Facebook page because all
you can find is loads of wedding\honeymoon pictures of your peers (I personally
think FB should auto block people who get married, for atleast a month or two
just till the whole excitement dies down.. you know)
Perhaps the worst thing you can do right now to make things
unbearably difficult for you is, attend any relative’s marriage. Believe me folks;
you DO NOT want to go there! This function is less of celebrating the blessed unison
of two souls and more like a parade to showcase so called the ‘eligible’ bachelors
and bachelorettes your extended family’s got. You paste a big fat fake smile on
your face and get hugged by countless old aunties who apparently still remember
you in your little bloomers running round the house. While you’re still
recovering from that scarring detail of your past, you’re pulled by your
parents amidst a gang of relatives who want a brief description of your line
work (note when they hear the word IT they immediately ask ‘BPO or settled! God
knows what ‘settled’ means)
Also, any ideas of
maybe finding the ‘right one’ on your own suddenly seem bleak, thanks to your
crazy office timings and your family’s (mainly mom’s) expectations. You find yourself
wishing you had struck gold during your college times rather than going after cheap
thrills because now it’s somehow too late. Any idea of blindly falling in love
seem lethal to you, as you’re so afraid to encounter another heart-break right
before the biggest change in your life and you shy away from anything that
might remotely go in that direction.
Just when you feel like your head’s going to explode with
all the wedding chaos, you take a look at your peers who are in the exact
condition as yours, some worse probably job hunting or tackling a psycho girlfriend\boyfriend. You breathe a sigh of relief saying to yourself that ‘yes, this too
shall pass!’
Hmm it will … Right?
Hmm it will … Right?
