Marriage is on the cards

With the conclusion that the last nice guy on earth has been snatched away
(A conclusion which was drawn at the Lit Fest) I have
decided it is an absolute waste of time trying to get to know somebody.

It comes down to the same thing. Men are scum.

Spare me the details. spare me the smooth talk. spare me the pretense.
let's just get married.

I don't need a man to make me feel good. heck I don't need a man at all.

I just, sigh, being who I am, at my age, seem to have developed a soft spot
for a little house , a baby and a patch of garden and a dog to go with it.
so yes I need a man to complete that picture.and yes I'm old fashioned so
sue me. But I was ready to forgo all that if I could help it.

my mother's worried.

my father was not. he was all for keeping me at home, Daddy's little girl,
and never give me away in marriage. suited me just fine. He would even
defend me when my mother brought up marriage. "what? she just started
working !" ( been a good three years but what the heck right?? ) "she needs
to finish her degree. then what about MBA?" while i sit beside him and
furiously nod in agreement and my mother screams away on speaker phone.

I turned down the 10th proposal last week. "you can't even say his name!" i
said defensively. "besides, why has he been single all this time if he is
all that his family claims he is? tall, dark and handsome. educated. stock
market job. gay?! "

But then my sister's boy friend's family visited us, my father liked them,
and it was sealed for good. and then he fell a little ill. then my mother
fell a little ill. then my two of my father's best friends died. see where
I'm going with this?

my mother started bugging my father.

Don't get me wrong. my mother would never force me to agree with her. she would gladly like any guy i would say 'yes' to. she has approved my past ex's. even my crushes.except maybe with one exception.

Me and my father both worked during the weekend.

on Sunday however, when we went home and sat down to lunch, he gave his
customary call to my mother who started on the whole marriage thing.

he put her on speaker phone. "if I'm going down, you are going down with me
! "

She first accused my father for giving me all his bad habits. working too
much. too arrogant. pandithakama. "don't you have anything else to do !" she
then scolded me. "I'm getting old. so are u !" she screamed at dad. what is
she going to do when both of us are not there. !

"jee mum. thanks for the vote of confidence. Do i really strike like
someone who can't take care of herself? ! "

"shut up and listen to me"

Have I ever mentioned that she is a lawyer ? lawyers are a weird bunch of
people. while their logic may not be in order, they have a tone to make up
for it. that tone suggests you are a complete moron and give no space
for you to think otherwise. even when they are wrong.

she is willing to negotiate though. "you find yourself someone. I will back
down" at which my father looks a little alarmed. I think he remembered an
ex of mine.

In the end both my father and I agreed to consider. With my demands of course.

so now I have alternatives.

I find someone suitable enough to get married to. or they find me someone suitable
enough for me to get married to.In the mean time, no turning down anyone right after hearing their name.

I'm not even going to drag 'true love' here. it's about marriage. not about feelings. bah !