Eureka!
After (more than my fair share of) humiliating introductions to 'potential grooms' over the PHONE by my darling family members which includes my dear aunties, uncles, cousins, aunty's sister's brother's daughter's aunt's neighbor's wife and other etceteras, I have come to a ground-shaking, earth-rattling, cloud-bursting conclusion that might change many lives forever. I have finally realized that I only get attracted to (to put it kindly) not-so-good looking and/or (sorry to say) fat potential grooms over the 'phone'. All the good looking ones that I have spoken with, I have dodged their calls the second time and, all the not-so-good looking ones, I have enjoyed talking to but only until I am introduced to their physical self through a photograph (or as in one case, over webcam).
At first, I did complain to my 'family members' that they gotta stop trying but I have given up now. In fact, I feel special being the center of attention. My grandmother is coming to Canada from India ESPECIALLY to find me someone to marry haha. We (me and mom) went to a wedding this morning and my mother, on the way back, commented that the 'groom' was not bad at all before giving me a "please agree" look. Me being me (of course) rejected her claim riteaway. Mom didn't do a good job of hiding her disappointment. BUT MOM, I was only telling the truth. :( I didn't like him. He looked like he probably never laughs.
"I don't know what you are looking for", my mother utters with an exasperated look on her face at times. I do feel for her ... but maaaa ... I am too young! I'm still your little girl. :( Once I cross the apparent marriageable age borderline (30), I will settle, I promise! "Only if", my mother would whisper back.
My (now 30 and married with a kid) cousin went through the same phase when she was my age. The phase that has curtailed my vocabulary to: "he's too short, he's too tall, ewk he's fat .. ok chubby, he blinks too many times, I haven't ever seen him smile, he doesn't even know what a time zone is, he can't spell 'hallucinations', he doesnt know what operant conditioning is, wait his teeth are crooked too, omg where did his hair go?". To boot that, I have started watching too many 'romantic' movies with an almost perfect protagonist (required of the phase) and recently I have fallen in love with Kunal of Kalyug fame. hmmmm *dreamy eyes* I was in love with Abhishek Bachhan up until a few days ago and it must've been someone else before that ... things change fast in the phase and you can't afford to live (or remember) the past.
Coming back to my discovery slash realization slash conclusion, could it be possible that only the externally repelling beings polish up their internal beings or is it that my family really needs to start getting out a lot more? Maybe I need to get out more ... but where should I 'get out' to? I am not looking for a man to get married to (neither can I stop my family from entertaining themselves) BUT I would certainly like to meet one dude who I am physically attracted to and who is able to keep me hooked until the end of our conversation. My friends (especially E) tell me it is possible that such a guy does exist ... Bollywood masala flicks affirm and reaffirm E's claim ... and yet, I have spent over two decades on this planet without running into him, my dude.
hmm hope is alive ...
mujhe jeena sikha do na ... (teach me how to live)
adhoori hoon barson se, mujhe poori bana do na (i am incomplete, make me complete)
Courtesy: Movie Sheesha
hmm mom calls me picky, I label myself optimistic (tragically romantic perhaps) ... mommy, don't give up on your little girl just yet .. hmm
At first, I did complain to my 'family members' that they gotta stop trying but I have given up now. In fact, I feel special being the center of attention. My grandmother is coming to Canada from India ESPECIALLY to find me someone to marry haha. We (me and mom) went to a wedding this morning and my mother, on the way back, commented that the 'groom' was not bad at all before giving me a "please agree" look. Me being me (of course) rejected her claim riteaway. Mom didn't do a good job of hiding her disappointment. BUT MOM, I was only telling the truth. :( I didn't like him. He looked like he probably never laughs.
"I don't know what you are looking for", my mother utters with an exasperated look on her face at times. I do feel for her ... but maaaa ... I am too young! I'm still your little girl. :( Once I cross the apparent marriageable age borderline (30), I will settle, I promise! "Only if", my mother would whisper back.
My (now 30 and married with a kid) cousin went through the same phase when she was my age. The phase that has curtailed my vocabulary to: "he's too short, he's too tall, ewk he's fat .. ok chubby, he blinks too many times, I haven't ever seen him smile, he doesn't even know what a time zone is, he can't spell 'hallucinations', he doesnt know what operant conditioning is, wait his teeth are crooked too, omg where did his hair go?". To boot that, I have started watching too many 'romantic' movies with an almost perfect protagonist (required of the phase) and recently I have fallen in love with Kunal of Kalyug fame. hmmmm *dreamy eyes* I was in love with Abhishek Bachhan up until a few days ago and it must've been someone else before that ... things change fast in the phase and you can't afford to live (or remember) the past.
Coming back to my discovery slash realization slash conclusion, could it be possible that only the externally repelling beings polish up their internal beings or is it that my family really needs to start getting out a lot more? Maybe I need to get out more ... but where should I 'get out' to? I am not looking for a man to get married to (neither can I stop my family from entertaining themselves) BUT I would certainly like to meet one dude who I am physically attracted to and who is able to keep me hooked until the end of our conversation. My friends (especially E) tell me it is possible that such a guy does exist ... Bollywood masala flicks affirm and reaffirm E's claim ... and yet, I have spent over two decades on this planet without running into him, my dude.
hmm hope is alive ...
mujhe jeena sikha do na ... (teach me how to live)
adhoori hoon barson se, mujhe poori bana do na (i am incomplete, make me complete)
Courtesy: Movie Sheesha
hmm mom calls me picky, I label myself optimistic (tragically romantic perhaps) ... mommy, don't give up on your little girl just yet .. hmm
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