Every form of existence serves a purpose. the trees transpire, we respire, the crow scavenges and the butterfly pollinates. Life has one simple rule mourn the dead and move on. The engineers around have little reluctance in conceding that they slogged their asses off to mug up the engineering drawings and operations of the motherboard, the management graduates are a notch above they provide loans for car and house after banging their heads in economics, finance and HR , the dentist next door prescribed wrong medicines because the patient was a criminal offender oblivious to the hippocratic oath, the teachers have a lobby too fuck caesar how is its salad made? Education empowers! of course it does, matrimony profiles elaborate academic degrees more than marriageable abilities. in a competitive scenario the homely becomes the kitty parties obsessed and the working are as delightful as a split banana with chocolate dressing. I don't work in an MNC wear a dark shade of lipstick,thick liners and bitch about my desperate boss in the corporate lobby, I am not a management professional with the abilities of Satya Nadella waiting for the perfect" rajkumar" on a safe ghoda, I am not even marrying to jump into reproductive oops! productive activities of life. I am 26 unemployed, unproductive and absolutely unaware of where life is meandering! i doubt if life is meandering actually.
Life is holy shit in its own way. You build a castle in still air but the wind blows it away . There's no thunder by the way ,it only makes you wonder WTF did just happen? Lord krishna said everything happens for a reason and that reason brings an optimistic result, the VCR in the cerebrum rewinds and repeats the golden words of glory but the castle is gone and i still shampoo my hair thrice a week( i avoid thursday okay). doesn't make sense? Who said i was talking sense anyway. well, Sense reminds me of the fat aunties my mommy bumps into every now and then. In an expensive" benarasi "broad border sari matched well with an expensive brocade blouse she thinks she looks like a baby doll however, my magnified glass perception of her is more of a "charbie "than a barbie. My perception doesn't matter but article 19 boss! hurdle. Everything has a right age, girls should marry by 25 or 26 otherwise she can face complications in conceiving or she may not get married at all because "saifeena" is the most favourite bollywood couple. My gregarious mother i guess was standing or sitting under an "ashoka"tree when the words of wisdom were thrown at her. Enlightened enough she called me at her usual time in the night and served the same shit in a more beautiful platter implicitly. Now, either my mom has not grown up or she feels i am technologically challenged. Complications at 26? i can google and search at least a hundred girls who had had complications while conceiving or delivering at the perfect age of 25 or 26 or even 23. and hello how about IVF? or better adoption? these " Ekta kapoor "awarded empowered aunties can force you to slid into depression if your humour ain't satisfying.
Talking recklessly about marriage, career, career growth, children and relationships do not amuse me, and i have no intentions to belittle any one. If getting married to the man of your choice is your freedom, to work in an NGO or an MNC is your freedom, to conceive or to not conceive is again a freedom you believe you are entitled to then why do you restrict mine? Conventions are proposed and propagated by the society, culture, and clan we are a part of what does not serve the purpose has to be shunned. I strive to pursue what my instinct allows me so that along few years I would have only myself to blame or to appreciate the decisions i have made today. burdened by the norms of the society parents marry off their daughters fearing the most inconsequential. Many of my friends are management graduates who have done nothing .They feel empowered because they got the right to choose a groom from amongst the boys their parents have suggested. The private colleges are thriving, education has become a business serving the purpose of the rich, marriages are fixed in heaven and held on Facebook Instagram and twitter, poor Humpty Dumpty's fall is mocked since ages ,now we GBU in the comment box over a bizarre check in to the hospital. ( checked in a hospital to have a c-sec….holy fuck!) the paradox continues unabated and fokats like me derive ideas thats serve peanuts!
