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Why you should and shouldnt get married early?

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Walking back home from work today, a friend of mine messaged me telling me about her plight. She goes on to say that she wont be marrying soon (reasons unknown) and eventually when she marries, she will be (in her own words) – ” married of to some geek for sure… all bald, fat buddas(old men)… 29, 30 years old “.

This made me wonder. Its not just her, its the problem with all women who are going to marry late. Since there was nothing else to think about, i thought about the situation from a guys perspective. After much thinking i realized that women who are marrying late and men who marry ( late / early / on time) are going to face this issue.

We all know that, every second person we meet has something to do with the software industry, so there is no escaping it. Hence i’m convinced that atleast 75% of us will face the following situation for once in their life and will be stuck there for ever.

For Women marrying late, as the situation above describes-

You will be married off to someone in the IT industry, who after 7-8 years in the industry is a Team Lead with 10-15 credit cards doing balance transfers, cant run up 10 flights of stairs as he is only used to sitting, burps at the table and doesnt know much about manners, picks his nose in public, cant speak anything like a normal person without using technical jargons, cant see his toes anymore and the only smalltalk that he can ever have is about tax slabs about which he wont be having any idea about

For guys its gets tougher  -

.. you’d be marrying a chick (hopefully), which is more or less like buying a new car – diminishing value and performance and looks getting outdated with time. Then when you see a new car on the road, the latest model, you wish it was yours. She will initially be a beauty and then turn into a blubber, putting on weight over the years as she doesnt have to look good anymore, she has trapped her prey. She’d have flabs over the years, which can supplement for cusions. Fashion will be kurtas with long slits that show off her enormous thighs. I’d have to be on top of her if i ever have to do her, else i’ll be crushed to death. She with the 2 kids (which you’ll have over time) will go blah blah blah blah every time you’re stuck in traffic, watching the finals, reading, sleeping ….

In short  – Wish you a Happy Married life!!! icon biggrin Why you should and shouldnt get married early?

and She is the one …

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Love strikes us at the most bizarre points in life. One day you are a happy chap, enjoying life as it comes and then a day comes when you get a feeling in your gut like you never felt before…

It was she who made me realize that i have always been a mama’s boy and she made me change. She lit up my world like the way no one ever did. It was my second year of engineering when i met her for the first time. I being myself, was having a tough time with the new environment and was just about getting to know the batch. By the 4th semester, people were already having a great time, except me. It was at first lab session of the semester that i noticed her. Our Head of Dept. was telling us something on the comp and we were standing in a semicircle around him. I raise my head and i get the first glimpse of her, standing in front of him. She was absolutely stunning that i realized, people could indeed live for few minutes without their hearts beating…

I couldn’t really muster the courage and ask her who she was, where she was from. I began to get a weird feeling down in my gut. I didn’t really knew what that was. For the next few days, i saw her and every moment that i saw her, i wanted her to be mine and only mine. God was at his creative best when he made her. It was not until another week, that i had the courage and the strength to even say a hi to her.

Slowly but steadily, we took our togetherness to new levels. I was cautions as not to upset her in anyway and she was equally cautions. I spoke my heart out and told her how i felt and how naive i was when it came to matters about her. She understood and held my hand. I trembled and looked around to see no one in the lab saw us. Yes she touched me for the first time in the lab. That was the only discreet place that we could meet and raise little suspicion.

Our relationship grew. We learned about each other more and more. The joy of being in each other’s company was overwhelming for both of us. We used to speak for hours at length. By the 7th semester, we had grown more and more intimate and passionate about each other. We were inseparable and this had quite a bit noticed by my friends. They began asking me things related to her and i felt shy to tell them even the most trivial of information about her. It was like she was mine and mine only. I blushed at that thought.

We spent sleepless nights together. Me totally lost in the wilderness of her hair. I made fun of the occasional grey ones that i noticed. She made fun of my relative inexperience and used to remind me, “Jerry, u need to learn a lot about me and how to treat me good…”. She was the sweetest angel that i had ever met.

8th and the final semester, saw us getting too intimate. I began mastering her in her ways and found out that it made her more and more irresistible. One night, when we were next to each other, she held my hand and guided my fingers through the curves, the humps, the troughs, the highways and the heaven. I was totally left spellbound and as i kiss her, i realized we will be together for ever and ever.

College was over in no time and i missed her. I used to take great efforts to just to have her next to me like the days that were etched in memory.

Nov ’05, i came to Bangalore. The city lured me in her seductive charms, and even before i knew, i was being totally unfaithful to my love – i was having an affair. I broke up and confessed all of it to her, word by word and second by second. I knew it would have been totally excruciating for her, but i saw no other way to tell her that i was sorry for being unfaithful and that i still love her with all my life. And i was indeed being true to every word; i just cant imagine a day without her.

She protested, and with some effort and cuddling we were back, she came down to Bangalore to be with me. We loved each other away from prying eyes and curious heads and walked the garden city like Adam and Eve.

Its been 6 years and i have never given up so many things for something. My folks have a tough time understanding the reasons. My friends couldn’t believe that this happened between both of us. I can promise that she is the one in my life and there would never ever be anyone worthy enough to replace her.

Everyday is a new adventure with her. She still teases me for my inexperience and caressing my fingers at the same time. So its without doubt that i say, she is the only true love of my life.

And her name is … Linux

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Read - “I was cautions as not to upset her in anyway and she was equally cautious” – as - “System crashes and reboots”
Read - “Me totally lost in the wilderness of her hair. I made fun of the occasional grey ones that i noticed.” – as - “Terminal with the default black bg and white fg”
Read - “i was being totally unfaithful …. etc” – as - “Dad bought me a laptop with XP. Day-2 i wiped clean the hdd, along with the rescue partition, and installed Linux”
Read - “She still teases me for my inexperience” – as - “I still google and read man pages”

(now scroll up and read it again icon smile and She is the one ... )

inspired from – Love and UNIX: An Undying Affection

and She is the one ...

Bas Ek Haan Ki Guzarish….

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waiting for love by Lucem Bas Ek Haan Ki Guzarish....What is it about love that makes us so stupid? So stupid that we are ready to bear the agonizing pain of being in love…

At the end of the day when the dust settled, i saw her. The profile was like unmistakably hers. Felt a  familiar pain in me, that i thought would never come back to me ever again, yet there i was feeling vulnerable and my feet sinking.

I was waiting for her at Transit food court of Forum Mall, the place busting with people. She walked towards me with a smile…

6th Feb 2009, after contemplating a lot, from morning till evening, through the daily work, i mustered the courage to pick up the phone and talk to her. She greeted me with a hello, that felt so warm and fresh, that it cooled my senses and took out the nervousness in me.We exchanged the usual, ‘How are you?”,”I’m fine” talk, then i knew it was time for me to make the purpose of my call,

I murmured, “Hi, What are you doing tomorrow?”

“Nothing much, why?”

“Hey, if you are not too busy, would you mind meeting for lunch? Have to tell you something…”

“I’m sorry, i cant, promised that i will join my friend for shopping. But i will be done by 3, can we meet in the evening?”

“Oh that will be great. You pick the place, i’m fine with anyplace”

“No, i fixed the time, you pick the place…”, she argued..

“Ok how about Transit at Forum, 3:30 sharp”

“Ok”, she agreed.

And the call ended with the “Buh Byee’s”, from her… Wow i was so elated that, my team mates asked me why i was smiling without a reason. I didn’t had an answer for them.

She was special. The past experience, had left a deep gash in my heart and the way i looked at life. I felt it healing and no longer felt dead at heart. I felt revived and relived. Rest of the day, went by without even me realizing it. She was there in my thoughts, i didn’t know what else to do. I counted the seconds that went by, but didn’t realize them turning into minutes and minutes into hours. I was lost in her thoughts, thinking how i would ever be able to confess to her what i felt.

Before even i realized it was Saturday, 7th Feb 2009, dragged myself out of the bed, to take a peek at the time, 12:30PM. Good, i have slept well past the morning, that means that in another 3 hrs i will meet her. I had effectively reduced the heart-ache by sleeping. Had a quick snack, and made me believe that that’s gonna be my breakfast and lunch. I left home at 2:45, to be sure that i’m well ahead of time and she doesn’t have to wait for me. I was there 10 min before our fixed rendezvous time, got a nice cozy place to sit and started counting the time, with occasional glances to the entrance and the mobile awaiting her call.

I spotted her, entering the place, stood up and waved at her and caught her attention. She walked towards me with a smile and sat across the table. I had ordered my favorite Torpedo Prawns from the SeaFoods Bay outlet, (they serve real good fish ‘n chips and prawns), i slid the plate towards her. She took a bite and smiled. She was telling me some thing about the shopping that she did with her friend, smiling occasionally.

I was lost, the earring dancing to every movement of her head, the pearl pendant that went up and down with every breath of hers, constantly tucking the strand of hair that fell on her face… At the corner of her lips i found solace…

“Hello… Are you listening to what i’m telling you…” snap!!!

“Oh sorry! i didnt expect you to turn up in the first place and more over speak so much. We had hardly met more than a couple of times and …”

“Oh c’mon, you have been a cheerful person, so that gave me the comfort factor, so i’m here… Now tell me why you wanted to meet…”

To be precise, i have no idea what i was telling her. But i did speak for 20 min. The conversation was about telling her that, i’m here for a friend of mine, who was interested in her. Finally when i had beaten around the bush, so much that no more bush was left neither here nor in America, i had to tell her the truth.

“The fact is, its me. I really like you…”

I expected her to say a no, and tell me why it cant work out between me and her. But she smiled. She blushed. It felt warm there. She was silent for a minute or two, making eye contact with me occasionally. Those moments was truly unbelievable, it sank the whole hustle around us, everything was quite for those few moments, we looked at each other and smiled…

There was a bottle of water on the table, in those few minutes, she drank half of that and told me, “No one has ever made me drink so much water in so little time, i’ll give you that credit…”, i didn’t really had anything to tell her, just smiled and stared into those eyes.

I had to ask her eventually, “So what do you think…”

“I knew something of this sort was there, but was hoping that you wont say it….”, she smiled after saying this.

“I’m not asking you to take a decision now, think over it, take you time, let me know. The fact is i like you…”

“I know, but you’re JERRY…”

“What do u mean by that?”

“Nothing, you are JERRY!!! I dont know, i’m confused…”

“Look dear, you dont have to give me an answer soon, take you time and i’ll wait. Don’t worry i can take a NO for an answer. So just think and let me know …”

There was a certain relief on her face. She was still smiling. I wanted to shout, ‘Kudi hasi tho phasi…’, but it just died within me. We continued talking and enjoyed the rest of evening in each other’s company, till she parted to get back home.

Now i’m waiting… for her reply

… haan, bas ek haan ki guzarish hai ….”

(pic courtesy of – Lucem @ DevianArt)

Le mariage, C’était Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)

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I’m not trying to be biased here, but the fact is it was one of the best weddings, yes weddings, i had been to in a long time. Such was the energy and the spirit that was there at the wedding of Sandil and Soumya. Myself and Harsha, we were at Sandy’s place on Sunday morning for the wedding. So here is a question what do you expect the techie groom to do on the day of his wedding?

  1. Start preparing for his big day
  2. feel tensed and go ‘pooopkeepsie‘
  3. Sleep
  4. Play counter-strike
  5. Blog
  6. Take a call from office

Well think no more, he started playing Counter-Strike. I got him the 32_aztecworld, fight-yard map and he was all into playing that at one point he turned to both of us and said – “Dude any day i’m ready to play Counter-Strike, and not get married!!”

That was all that we saw about the ‘chill dude’ for the next 2 days. By the time it was 3Pm, 3:30 was the Christian wedding, our dude of the day had already started sweating and was looking a bit tensed He kept his cool through the wedding-part-1 and was done with the whole ceremony. The bride and groom parted for the day, to meet again for wedding-part-2 at the temple, the next day.

wedding 1 Le mariage, Cétait Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)

Interestingly when we reached home, i was parking his car, the security guy comes up to me and asks – “Sir, shaadi keliye gaya, aur ladki leke nahi aaya?” (“He went for his wedding, but he didnt bring the bride along”). It took me quite sometime to explain it to the watchman that they were having 2 weddings.. icon biggrin Le mariage, Cétait Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)

Now there are certain scenarios for which social networking sites arent really built to handle. Just like the one Sandy had, after the first day’s wedding, he came back and updates his Orkut status as – Married. But he really was looking for something like – Semi-Married / 50%Married / Married 1/2 – kind of status. Orkut Büyükkökten, are you listening.

The next day, Wedding Part 2, i get up at 6AM to find our groom up and doing something on his laptop. I wish him a ‘Good Morning’ and in comes an “ah ‘morning”, as reply. I step in closer and i wasn’t expecting what i saw – he was playing 32_aztecworld at 6 in the morning. He was stressed to the karmic senses, i guess. Finally we were all ready and out of his place and at the temple at 7:30AM. After breakfast, lunch and a marathon of a wedding, we all reach back at Sandy’s place with Soumya.

wedding 2 Le mariage, Cétait Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)

Things didn’t quite get over for that poor chap.

Once he reached his home with Soumya, his cousins had barred the door from outside and his aunts barred the door from inside and demanded money to let them in. He shelled out 2.5k there. No it wasn’t quite over, after that Soumya’s cousins demanded ransom to let her go. There goes 2.5k again. No it didn’t quite get over. His uncle, aunts and cousins locked his room and demanded more money. The negotiations went on for 2 hrs, at the end, again he had to shell out 5k to get the keys.

In the end it was one fun filled wedding and a perfect one too… Wishing them all the happiness…

(Photo Courtesy : Esha – Sandy’s cousin)

P.S. – Harsha – is a common friend of Sandy and me. He came from Hyderabad to Bangalore for Sandy’s wedding. He is a techie, who left his job to pursue his interest in photography. More of his works can be seen at – The Brain Chimney. Infact i’m waiting for Harsha’s 6GB of snaps he took for the wedding. He made the professional photographers make a run for their money, with his photographic techniques. icon biggrin Le mariage, Cétait Parfait !!! (The Wedding, It was Perfect!!!)