One fine day, when the muhurat is shubh and it’s a weekend,
you exchange rings, commit vows and get married. For a lot of forthcoming days,
you have constant supply of new pictures
for social media. Everything is great and then it starts settling down, you
resume work, resume routine and resume the old yet more comfortable
wardrobe. Slowly and steadily, after
multiple months you wake up from your marriage and realize it’s necessary to go
and get some me time!
This ‘me time’ is
different for everyone. For a lot of people like me, who are easily bored, this
me time varies. Sometimes it’s a great cup of coffee by myself, curling up to a
book and sometimes it’s going out there again, hanging out with strangers, get some
fun and party real hard! And one fine day when you finally do it there are two
grave realizations: One – you have a ring on your finger Second- You totally
feel out of the place amongst the still buoyant, single bunch. And it’s
HARROWING! This feeling – you used to rule this space and now you are just looking
for a corner where another one from your league might come, catch up with you
and you can feel a little better about not being alone in this – this feeling
is harrowing itself. You feel old even if you haven’t touched 30s yet, and its bitter
trust me. When people say “I wanna grow old with you” while proposing , I am
like yeah, you will because that’s what marriage does to you It makes you feel
real old on the inside. So you are thinking, oh maybe I am so out of the league,
maybe I should make plans with my own league, people in similar life situations
with a spouse and a routine, and yeah maybe I shouldn’t be talking too
engrossed with the cute French guy right next to me – Hah! This is shit. I
anyway had no intentions to get to know him beyond the geography and I am not
on Tinder, I mean the spouse should just be capable to appreciate this fact
alone. You might be even given the introduction sometimes “hey guys, she is
just my colleague and we are not dating or anything and she has a husband” – I mean
why on the planet would you just kill all my prospects of even having a goof conversation
in the shadow of benefit of doubt?
It’s really another league for people like us or are we just
cribbing for some attention- I am not too sure but (M)AARIAG(E) changes a lot
of you and yes you fucking get old!
