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The Marriageable Age - Part 2

Just imagine, you meet/call some friend whom you have not talked to in a few months – and somewhere in the conversation, when the ‘ Aur suna? ’  moment arrives, instead of asking ‘ Aur Suna? ’ he asks you – ‘ Aur shaadi kab kar raha hai? ’ (When are you getting married?). Yeah, that’s when you realize, the time has probably arrived to bite the bullet and take the plunge. P.S. – Yes, this is as close you get to how an anti-climax would be for this post. The idea was not to end it this way, but as always I decided to play/write safe :-/ Sometimes, weird thoughts do come to your mind about how things would be when you finally do get married. I can’t take responsibility of myself, how can I even think of marrying someone and take her responsibility as well? But, then I think about it – I also used to wonder “Why would anyone ever pay me to work for them?” when I was in college. The thing that worries me the most about getting married late is, that all my friends would be mar

The Marriageable Age - Part 1

Move over the Quarter Life Crisis, that’s passé! This is a new sort of crisis I am talking about here. Often undermined, and never reported. Every distant relative keeps asking your parents, about your marriage plans. And, all the jobless neighbors all of a sudden know some ‘well-natured’ working girl who is just by-chance of the same age-group as you are and is Single. Yes, this is what happens when you are 26 and still single. Welcome to the Mid-Twenties’ ‘ Single ’ Life! Most of the times, it’s the fairer sex, they say, goes through such things. But, what the poor guys have to go through is more often than not, never thought about. Who should read this Post, and why? If you have been married for a couple of Years or less (You found your Love in your classmate/college-mate/office colleague etc.)– You are probably one of my ‘Just-Married’ Friends. Read on, you might not have experienced this yourself, but, it’s important you understand what other poor souls go through. Don’t you rem