It’s when I turned 26 and all family meetings or get together with friends would end up in when am I going to get married. I was working with an Investment Banking firm and had limited needs. I would earn enough to fulfill needs that would arise.
One evening I was having tea with my mother at our home when she said that the guy in our neighborhood is getting married next month. From the time they had shifted to our apartment I had always seen him with a girl, and just a month back when we bumped into each other he even introduced her to me as his girlfriend. So my immediate response to my mom’s statement was that oh they are getting married that’s such a wonderful thing. And to my surprise my mom said it was girl from their village and not anyone here.
I have also come across friends who haven’t revealed it at home fearing the two would have to separate. We as Indians strictly abide that mata pita guru devam and in this, we are ready to forget someone whom we chose and thought would be appropriate as our partner for a lifetime.
I obviously don’t know what happened or so, but one thing I did realise is I always thought separation in love was something hardly people experienced but as I grew I saw it being wrong. In the past few months I have come across so many people who have fought for love and failed. Failed because either her family didn’t agree, his parents weren’t accepting or something similar.