mangalyam thanduna nena...a blog because of a blog

Everthing Happens For Its Own Good

- My Vakkku moli

I was going to take the journey through the most travelled road to matrimony along with my parents holding my hands like a kid in a flea market, first stop registering in a website and next stop "ketti melam ketti melam". The website is supposed to be a genie lamp that would reveal my supposed "love of my life" (who created these terminologies) but the deal was you get as many attempts as possible to rub it ,if you pay 40 $/month. It was the most exciting and the most stressful task I have ever done on my own. The M word had cast a spell on me too, this parents seekin a groom process was something that I wanted to avoid. But I had to give it a shot....

It began on Dec 5, 2005, I spoke to few of them but I just couldnt feel that it was going to happen when I talked to some men. Most of them(3/4) were good marriage materials but they were not for me. The most bizarre experience was a phone call I received at 11.30 pm, no offense but I just have one que for him " are you crazy"?
These are few of the commandments/codes/rules from my book of " How to approach a prospective matrimonial female candiate" :

"Thou shall not call in the middle of night to talk about marriage"

"Thou shalt compose an email asking if it would be okay to call and ask for convenient time."

"Thou shall not talk about thoust's (??) bad experiences no matter how bad they were, this is not a charity business so dont beg for a marriage"

"Thou shall never ever ask a girl the first time if she is interested in thee"

The funny thing about this was I didnt even have a clue whom I was talking to.

On Nov 8 , it was supposed to be a casual (phone)talk between myself and a guy from Tamil Matromony.com that my parents had okayed again. I have never had a problem conversing with people, it is very easy to do the loose talking. But this time it was really tough, the first conversation itself made me so uncomfortable, I have never been in a situation when I didnt know what I wanted to talk next, we covered all basic topics such as schools, colleges, what we like to do, I felt like I was interviewing him. It was probably an hour later that I wanted to bid him good night to end my tragic conversation which was going nowhere. I was probably sweating. This became the case, we both wanted to talk but didnt know what!

I had always thought that a companion meant giving "company". I am not here to conduct a monologue, and I cannot imagine myself staring at each celing corner while he watches his favourite football , becasue to me futball is greek and latin. So I started having a grave concern about this guy, whom I liked otherwise for his character, but how much can you know in 10 days. A truth about me is If I am quite I am either sleeping or I am moody. It would be difficult if he is not a " I will try talking" person.

Something was clear, he was interested in me and so was I, he didnt want to avoid me, so I kept talking. I thought may be he needs time to come out of his shell and talk openly. We talked for 10 days and I think some how I found him very interesting.

I finally told him about my concerns and he said he needed time to open up. I thought "Okay I can wait ...... but then how long?" and then one day he fwded me his blog
http://boomboommadu.blogspot.com/
I am actually very new to the blog world and thought this is going to be one of those " I woke up , I ate, I went to work, I slept" kind of blog but still I was curious to know about his dark secrets.

After I had gone through his entire blog archives for an entire day at work, my entire opinion about him changed. I told him "You didnt have to talk to me at all, you could have saved a lot of time and energy if only you had shown this to me earlier"

I had instantly like his writing, he was creative and witty in his blogs. I enjoyed reading every little tid bits.It is strange but I told him right away that I was very interesting in M...ing him( you know what I mean).

How we met and what happened before, then and after is an experience I will always cherish, may be I will write about it sometime. Things got finalized after Nov 18.

It was a roller coaster ride for 9 months, I started very slowly and went through few exciting and few boring loops and then finally I realized it was not my ride, mine was that small ducky ride in the pond that is going to keep me smiling forever.

My road trip has been very memorable and thanks to my parents, for making my journey not entirely boring.

So my advice, try the roller coasters, they are simply exciting!!!!!