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Wednesday, September 19, 2012

No Pressure


“You should find someone,” they said. First it was the sundry relatives and old aunts who would get after me. Then, a few neighbours, and sometimes even some clients, started to pipe in. But, now it feels like things are reaching this crescendo of conspiracies. A couple of days ago, an uncle volunteered to “spread the word in the community” in UK, where he lives, if I tell him what kind of ‘girl’ I’m looking for. My niece called up yesterday and, during the course of the conversation, said I’d make a great husband and that I should get married. As if this wasn’t bad enough, now I have friends getting on my case about it. Some, in fact, have gone a step further.

We were talking until very late after dinner last night, when the friends I was staying with, a husband and wife, told me not only that I should get hitched but they told me exactly whom I should be with!  Right, now they’ve also identified the person for me! Strangely, I have another set of friends, also a husband and wife team, who are equally convinced about whom I ought to marry. Almost every phone conversation I have with them now, I kid you not, involves a discussion about this. Both sets of friends, of course, have different women in mind for me. Nothing I say can put them off because they think it’s time and because they believe they know better.

It does get a little frustrating arguing with them because, even though I think they’re being silly, I also understand they’re concerned and worry. In fact, these guys got a little emotional last night and said they were concerned because I haven’t had my injured arm checked for three months now. (Sure, it pains – quite badly sometimes and, at most times, I can’t lift it beyond a point – but, it’s just one of those things that I haven’t had it checked!) According to them, it’s because I don’t have an incentive to go to a doctor. Apparently, I need an anchor in my life (or, something like that.) Apparently, even my recent decision to move in a few months, and a couple of stray remarks I’ve made to them, points to this. I concede I’ve neglected my arm but I still don’t see what leaving it untreated (or, for that matter, moving out) has to do with getting hitched! And, yet, each time such a debate starts, I find I can only argue so much. Beyond a point, I don’t know what to say.

Ah, but the good thing is, one of the two sets of friends is a little more flexible in their demands. “OK, if not this one,” they say, " marry that one!”

Right.

2 Comments:

OpenID hereslookingatme said...

WTH!!!!

You stilllll haven't had your friggin arm checked?!

WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?!!

5:56 pm  
Blogger GhostOfTomJoad said...

I know, I know! Tomorrow.

11:45 pm  

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