16 November, 2014

Laugh lines around my eyes – Smile please!

Some well-meaning relatives in my life have only one ambition to execute this year. They tell me that they can’t wait to shop like crazy for my wedding. And that, they are getting old and might not be agile enough to perform all the wedding-related chores by the time I actually do get married. Therefore, I have been told to seriously consider their plea.

Thirty and not a sign of settling down, is considered a big deal in a woman’s life. My parents, thankfully, don’t make it sound as big as the rest of the people in my life do. I have started hearing their sympathetic tones lately.
So, what should I do?

There are 2 ways of sorting this out -
First - I should let my parents do the groom hunt quite actively now and happily participate in all the activities. I should let my profile flash on various matrimonial sites and carefully choose to interact with the right prospective/s. Basically, I should open myself to the route of an arranged marriage system.

Second – I should wait for Mr. Right to come into my life. A dear friend KM had once pointed out – ‘Onnu, don’t you think, you live in a fantasy world or something? How long will you just sit on this and wait for your fairytale miracle to happen to you?’
My reply was, and is still the same – For as long as it takes.   

Is there still a third way of setting this up? I am yet to discover, if there is.
In my mind, I am in no hurry to settle down. But, when I put my mind to rest for a few hours, I wake up to this harsh reality of my life - where everyone around me is screaming aloud in 3 different languages – ‘when are you getting married? Kab shaadi kar rahi ho? Aei mey, kokhon beye korchish?’

Honestly, I don’t know. I really DO NOT KNOW!
I just know one thing it will happen when the Gods up there take time out to decide upon my future. In the meantime, I can only keep my attitude as optimistic as this sales executive at the Levi’s store, who claimed that I can never outgrow the perfect 26-inch waistline! Also, as realistic as the parlour aunty who recently asked me to replace my daily skincare products with anti-aging ones. Precisely, that’s the reason why it is not tough to keep my outlook well-balanced.

And, for some other strange reason, an acquired interest in the field of Sports, is currently defining me as a person.
It’s bound to instill in me the true spirit of sportsmanship, if nothing else. 

P.S.
I love aging. It brings forth a lot of maturity, humility, fun, and some elegant laugh lines. 

05 April, 2014

When colours don’t beam


The window pane has a slew of colours, today
I cannot see outside of it anymore.
Open the door please,
Don't you hear me knocking?
Rat-tat-tat

Aren’t you familiar with the sound of this knock?
Don’t you remember you once taught me to knock?
You helped me to make this perfect sound of knock
The kind of thud that is unique and rhythmic!

I had learned this sound by heart
Thought you, too, followed the same
Why are you taking this long to open the door?
Open the door please,
Don’t you hear me knocking?
Rat-tat-tat

When you finally decide to open the door
You might not find me around, anymore
But there is one thing waiting for you to recover
From that cabinet next to your bookshelf
Your birthday gift that I missed last month
A branded box of ear waxing strips!