Being an Indian I have witnessed a lot of Arranged Marriages, some small scale some larger than life in all its grandeur; but few things never change in an Indian Arranged Marriage.
Do read my earlier article also if you want a prelude to Indian Marriages and wants to know How Indians select their Brides. 😎
If yours is also an Arranged marriage, do share what was same or different in your case; even if you have opted for a Love marriage, tell us about your experience.
My Take on Indian Arranged Marriages
No need to comment, if you are still single; why waste your freedom here 😛
Live your life. Make your dreams come true. Turn your dreams int reality. Live your dreams.
Sounds familiar?
Too familiar?
You must have seen/heard these lines in so many motivational/inspirational posters and speeches. For 10 seconds or a minute, while you are reading that motivational line; you will feel a positive boost to your life and then, either you will sulk knowing your reality is different from your dreams, or you will feel good about living your dream life.
If you are living your dream then you must be elated about your life; and must be dreaming some new dreams. Carry on!!!
But, if you are not living your dream; have you ever given a thought, whose dream are you living actually?
Are you living your dreams; or, of your Parents?
If you are an Indian, there is a very good chance, that your life is a manifestation of your parents dreams. You may be a doctor, or an engineer, or a civil servant, or even can be a sports person; but there is a high probability, that you are, what your parents wanted you to be. Infact they must have decided it the moment you were born, or went to your first school, or college.
Are you living your dreams; or, of your Parents?
Every parent in the world, wants their children to do good, but it is not enough for Indian Parents. They want you to do better than their neighbors kids. So good, that they can boast of it later in front of whole social circle and relatives.
Are you living your dreams; or, of your Parents?
How they do it?
They will fill your brain with only one thing – that is – to be that someone, who they aspire you to be. If they want you to be doctor; they will make no conversation end without pointing it out to you, that how disappointing it would be, if you don’t become a doctor. You can be a total disgrace to family, if you choose to become something else. You became a Manager in a company, not good enough, your parents wanted you to be a Doctor. What a disappointment you are. Slap!!!
Are you living your dreams; or, of your Parents?
God forbid, you are an Indian girl; your parents are more worried about your marriage than your career. I remember the time when I had to fight my own parents, just to get education of my choice, and not do B.A. and get married. You have to fight so you do not get married, You have to fight for education, for career, for marriage, for everything in your life; irony being, you are fighting not with society but with your own parents and close relatives.
Are you living your dreams; or, of your Parents?
How many of us has the courage to speak up and fight for our dreams? It’s hard to stand up and fight your own parents, but it is worth it, when you achieve your dreams, and live life of your choice.
I respect those who live life on their own terms, regardless of what their parents, or relatives, or society, think of them.
Are you living your dreams; or, of your Parents?
Your dreams can be the same what your parents have dreamt for you. You may also want to be a Doctor, like your parents want of you; but what matters is have you dreamt of being a Doctor?
Are you living your dreams; or, of your Parents?
Remember ultimately you are living your life, and no one else can do it for you. So, better start living your own dreams, than following others.
When you fall in Love with your Prince Charming, the love of your life; you have a vision of how he will turn out to be. Like you expect that he will take care of you for the rest of life; he will not let anyone else come between both of you; he will not give up on you, ever; he will not allow any one else to put claim on you, on your love….. etc, etc.
I was hoping the same…. alas. 😦
My heart broke few days back, when another fellow came between us. He literally dragged me by my hand and took me away from my husband; and my strong built husband didn’t even said a single word. He just let me go, so easily. 😥
It so happened, that one fine day I was watching a romantic movie with my hubby, sitting on our couch, sipping tea and laughing at the silly jokes in the movie. It was like one of those life’s small happy moments. I was cherishing all this, when suddenly my youngest, three-year old son, Renne, came to us.
‘MAMMA’, he said, literally shouting, ‘don’t sit here‘.
I asked, ‘why’?
He replied with irritable tone now, ‘Don’t sit with Papa. Come to my side‘, pointing towards our loveseat couch.
I was not surprised, Renne has always been a mamma boy. If would have been a kangaroo, he would have never come out of my pouch.
I said to him, ‘ sweetie, I am sitting with Papa here. You sit on your couch. I will come later‘.
‘No’, he replied. This time he was sort of angry, not only on me but on his Papa too. I sensed it from the way, he looked at him. ‘Come to my side. Don’t sit with Papa‘.
He was blatant about it.
‘But I want to sit with Papa. I love him too‘, I said.
‘No, you love only me‘, he replied.
By this time, I was looking for some help, some support and I turned to my husband.
My husband, the love of my life, my savior, my soulmate….. ‘Why are you not saying anything? Say something to Renne‘.
Hubby – ‘What can I say? I don’t want to come between you two. I can’t fight with him.‘ :O
Arghh!!!
See, he gave up, so easily.
Renne won.
Till movie last, he was holding my hand, as if I could have run away. He didn’t even let me go pee. Thank God! He is my son and not a possessive boyfriend/husband.
God, save the girl, he is going to marry some day.
Coming to my husband, he slept on the couch that day.
Perfection – “the condition, state, or quality of being free or as free as possible from all flaws or defects. “
Is it possible to be perfect? Specially, is it possible to have a Perfect Spouse/Partner?
Even if you have a perfect Spouse, will your life be Perfect?
If you are thinking that I have gone mad, thinking about Perfection then No – I was already Mad, before I asked these questions. 😛
I watched a movie recently – ‘The One I love’. It had a very peculiar concept. A husband and wife goes to a vacation retreat to help their doomed marriage by spending some quality time with each other. They didn’t knew however, that this vacation home had an extra guest house with some strange powers.
Whenever any one of them entered the guest house alone, they would meet their spouse already present there, but he/she was just a perfect version of them, not the real spouse.
So, when husband entered the guest house, he saw his wife’s fake avatar, perfectly clad in skimpy clothes, making egg and bacon for him and inviting him for a joint shower session. What more a man can ask for? 😎
When wife entered the guest house, she met the perfect looking chocolatey romantic husband of hers who wants to talk about her feelings, her dreams, her aspirations. A husband who actually talk more than just asking for a sandwich. 😀 Miracle
I am not going to talk about the movie. I have already done that in my earlier post here.
Today, I will just share my thoughts on this concept of having a perfect spouse.
How do you think your life will change, if your spouse just turn perfect. Perfect in a way that he will do as you wish (I will use He instead of she, just because I wanted it to).
He looks Perfect, always. Have a look at those six-pack abs and those killer eyes, and that boyish smile. Looks to die for and wit to live for. Every time he open his mouth to speak to you; you feel like an angel from heaven is stroking your hair with light wind and that aroma of rose and lavender is filling up your nostrils. Before you say something, he will understand you.
Like you wanted him to throw the trash or just put the toilet seat down; whoosh…. where is trash? When was the toilet seat up? Done.
Done, before you say it. No need to repeat everything. Yes, he will listen in one time.
He will not only listen, he will understand you.
Please don’t cry. 😥 Not yet. I know this is hard to believe. Just stay with me for some more time.
He will take you to shopping, even if there is a major league match coming on the television. His friends are calling him on phone, which he has just switched off, so that he can look in your dark brown eyes and compare them with stars of night sky. He is showering you with expensive gifts – jewelry, fancy dresses, dinner in a top-notch restaurant, long vacations to some secluded island…. list is too long, but he has only one mission in his life; to fulfill all your wishes.
If there is anything more that you wish for, include that too. Basically, what I want to say is that he is Perfect.
Just Perfect!!!!!
Now, how is your life?
Is your life perfect?
😐
It may be Perfect.
But, isn’t it Boring?
Perfection is Boring.
I guess, I will manage with my near to perfect husband. Can’t take a chance with having a boring life. 🙂
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