Does the heading sound like you will get to read in the below lines about some world war or India's fight against terrorism...... No ...... The title of this blog is as deceptive as a Gossip magazine
My weekend started very lazy, had a good sleep friday night and woke up only by 8AM, to find Ajith equally having a good sleep. Went on to get ready to get to work, there was an inner voice that said I should log-in from home, but did manage to drag myself out of home towards office (i call it drag cos it literally is so since it is weekend and what adds to the spice is when your spouse is enjoying the holiday)
Reached office by noon and went on with my work, this went on till 4 PM and i decided to get towards home. Entered my car and realized that my daily prayers was half done, so went on to complete it and i put on the stereo and began chanting the pending 'Vishnu-Sahasranama', less then half a kilometer away, i saw slow moving traffic, so slowly went on to get myself a place on the left corner
Now comes the reason for my so called appropriate heading, the traffic was across a narrow lane that was to join the main road, and I found myself amidst 5 huge military trucks and 3 jeeps, and a few seconds later, there it was the 'collision'
My car was rammed in by this huge military truck..... 'Bhaaam.... creeeeek... creeek...... dhaaaaak'. GOD i cannot forget this sound, it still lingers in my ears
My Husband calls it 'My 1st wife'/ 'My baby' and there she was rammed by this monster truck.....
Did not know what to do, it took me a moment to realise the event, Got out of the car, to find my leg in a puddle of filty water..... i was thinking 'what more can go wrong'. I couldnt move, my hands were trembling and my voice was loud, i screamed at the top of my voice and was very very shakey.... it got from bad to worse when i noticed about 50 huge Army men started to talk against me.... i felt i was some terrorist being questioned, later came the man with a pot belly and a white shirt and kaaki pants talking in my local language. For the first time I found solace on seeing a cop (as you know what the situation in Bangalore or any where in India), but all in all it was a feeling of finding water in a desert, In the mean time, i was reaching my partner for life to partner me in this war against the army, he gave me an affirmation on the phone and it calmed me a lot, it made me realize i was not a terrorist and i would not be taken away by these army men for no fault of mine, I still continued to scream, now it was more stern (I did keep in mind not to use swear words, as they were army men and i did have a lot of respect for them, esp after the show on NDTV that I used to follow called 'Jai Jawaan'), I screamed as much as possible to prove my point, but i couldnt out number a truck load of Army-men. The pot belly local lingo traffic cop tried to calm me down and my at the moment enemies. He initially appeared to have taken charge, but it was not for long, the arguements went on and on and my husband arrived to see his first love scratched, scraped, dented , the head light had popped out like a frog, the car looked wounded and was in tears, trying to say 'see what this truck has done to me'
He was very calm, he was disturbed, i could see it, on seeing him I burst out to tears, looking back at this, i feel like a fool, crying in the middle of the road
The arguments continued, the pot belly friend tried to calm us down and asked us to settle for some compromise
Compromise = Money, it did not occur to me they will even offer money in compromise as it was Army truck that caused the accident, me (in my own Alice in wonderland ' world) was expecting to get the vehicle fixed by the army garage or whatever at a good price or no price at all...... but that was far from happening .....Can you guess how much was the compromise offered?? just take a wild guess?.... this will freak you out.... Rs 200..... We went mad listening to the figure, the repair estimate would easily be around Rs 16000 - Rs 18000, and a freaking Rs 200 in return
The argument went on till 6PM, the cop said, you can lodge a complaint and surrender the vehicles, the arguments were still continuing...... the scenes of 'Jai Jawan' kept striking my mind, for the poor army jawaan, even make an offer of Rs 200 must be a rip from his pocket. The humongous respect i had for them had become the size of a peanut, but again NDTV show had left a mark on mind, The 'Alice in wonderland' mind dropped down to Mother earth.
We left the scene, calculating the probable expense for the repair and how to manage the next month.....
The collision left a mark not only on our car, but also reminded us of we could aford for the repair and the 'Jawaan' who caused it would never have
That said, i still cribb and cry on recollecting the event, but I also thank God, that it ended in a small way
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
THE Event - called - Marriage
Wanted to write a Blog, Did not know if I could, did not know if my writing skills were good enough, but made up the courage to write one.... So here it goes!! My 1st Blog....
Marriage AKA biggest gamble, and when you are a winner in the gamble you land up writing a blog like this.
I definitely feel great to call myself a winner in this gamble (am also hoping my husband thinks the same way!! ;).... ) I used to always feel that love marriages are the key for a successful pairing and that way the dice is in your hand, this was of course my teen and early 20's thoughts, but, as time progressed, i felt arranged marriages are not so bad, so what if the dice is in the hands of your parents, they of course make an honest attempt to find the right compatible person for you.... and rightly in my case, my parents found 'Ajith' for me.
Whats interesting in this entire event is the roller coaster ride that our minds takes thinking about marriage, sometimes fear, some times anxiety, sometimes sadness and most of the times sheer excitement and happiness. The Aura is so energizing, every one in the family is lost lost in self grooming and preparing for the wedding. Although the event lasts for 3 days, and in my case it went on for 4, it appears like everything happened in split-seconds, and to look back at it now, it seems like a dream that you would want to re-live over and over again..... how I wish!!
To my luck, I have also had a few good (married) friends, who gave me very simple advices, which then did not mean much but words, but now I realise it was out of experience that it was told to me. Thank you all
The day before my wedding, I was to stay back at the wedding hall with my parents, it was a little weird though, as it had been ages since my parents made me sleep in between them :). We were all very tired, all the 3 of us were craving for sleep, but we couldn't, It was then that I actually realised that I would be getting married, My father kept his eyes locked to the fan on the ceiling with a silent tear dropping from his eye and since my mom was expressive, I could hear her cry, yet silent, and there I was in the middle of them.... WOW, it still moistens my eye to think of that night. Guess it was the moment of truth for all the 3 of us as reality had finally stuck us amidst all the hush and rush of wedding preparations, and guess what it all led to... silent parents and a cry baby, both of them held my hand and gave me the usual advice to be a good girl etc etc, they kept patting my head all night and finally put me to sleep. Recollecting all this I can now imagine how my childhood must have been.....
Woke up the next morning and what can you expect, a puffy face, all thanks to less sleep and overflowing emotions, not just for me, but for my folks too. The events happened one after the other and before I could wake up completely, I was dressed in a beautiful sari (that was picked by mom) and my maternal uncles had lift me up and got me to stand in front of the man I was to marry. I couldn't see him as there was a cloth that separated us, but I am sure he managed to see me, what better way of simple cheating can you expect from a 6 footer. There I stood with my head down, waiting anxiously to see how he looked in his traditional attire, with jirige and bella in my hand, By my side I could see my relatives cheering for me to put whats in my hand on Ajiths head before he does, and on the other side stood my parents with a partial hangover of last nights emotions and a hint of a sparkling smile. The time arrived and the 6 footer cheater managed to put his hand contents on my head before me. As per the rituals, whoever puts it first would dominate on the partner for the rest of his/her life, Thanks to Ajiths cheating efforts, the ritual reversed in my favor!! Ajiths parents were few of the smiling faces that still is a captured image on my mind, which depicted nothing but a warm welcome to a daughter-in-law, whom they treated no less then a daughter.
The rituals followed one after the other, and then came the moment where in the official 'Tali' tying procedure, Ajith amidst all the crowd came close to my ear and whispered 'I love you' and I looked him in the eye and he tied the knot, This in one moment i can never forget and to my luck that moment was captured on a photo. A 'Kodak moment' to say!!
From then on Ajith has been by me and he has stood up to all the promises he made during he wedding. He is no less then a parent when it comes to disciplining me or a friend when you need a shoulder to cry on. He is Everything that I ever wanted
Thank you Mom and Dad and Atte and Mava for giving me 'Ajith', It has been close to 2yrs of marital bliss
Marriage as made fun by many married people is not as bad as it seems, Everyone would have for sure experienced all that I mentioned above but it is nice when it is expressed. If not expressed, atleast the simple smile that your face gets when you remember such precious moments..... try it in front of the mirror and see your face glow and do write back to me and let me know how it feels!!
Marriage AKA biggest gamble, and when you are a winner in the gamble you land up writing a blog like this.
I definitely feel great to call myself a winner in this gamble (am also hoping my husband thinks the same way!! ;).... ) I used to always feel that love marriages are the key for a successful pairing and that way the dice is in your hand, this was of course my teen and early 20's thoughts, but, as time progressed, i felt arranged marriages are not so bad, so what if the dice is in the hands of your parents, they of course make an honest attempt to find the right compatible person for you.... and rightly in my case, my parents found 'Ajith' for me.
Whats interesting in this entire event is the roller coaster ride that our minds takes thinking about marriage, sometimes fear, some times anxiety, sometimes sadness and most of the times sheer excitement and happiness. The Aura is so energizing, every one in the family is lost lost in self grooming and preparing for the wedding. Although the event lasts for 3 days, and in my case it went on for 4, it appears like everything happened in split-seconds, and to look back at it now, it seems like a dream that you would want to re-live over and over again..... how I wish!!
To my luck, I have also had a few good (married) friends, who gave me very simple advices, which then did not mean much but words, but now I realise it was out of experience that it was told to me. Thank you all
The day before my wedding, I was to stay back at the wedding hall with my parents, it was a little weird though, as it had been ages since my parents made me sleep in between them :). We were all very tired, all the 3 of us were craving for sleep, but we couldn't, It was then that I actually realised that I would be getting married, My father kept his eyes locked to the fan on the ceiling with a silent tear dropping from his eye and since my mom was expressive, I could hear her cry, yet silent, and there I was in the middle of them.... WOW, it still moistens my eye to think of that night. Guess it was the moment of truth for all the 3 of us as reality had finally stuck us amidst all the hush and rush of wedding preparations, and guess what it all led to... silent parents and a cry baby, both of them held my hand and gave me the usual advice to be a good girl etc etc, they kept patting my head all night and finally put me to sleep. Recollecting all this I can now imagine how my childhood must have been.....
Woke up the next morning and what can you expect, a puffy face, all thanks to less sleep and overflowing emotions, not just for me, but for my folks too. The events happened one after the other and before I could wake up completely, I was dressed in a beautiful sari (that was picked by mom) and my maternal uncles had lift me up and got me to stand in front of the man I was to marry. I couldn't see him as there was a cloth that separated us, but I am sure he managed to see me, what better way of simple cheating can you expect from a 6 footer. There I stood with my head down, waiting anxiously to see how he looked in his traditional attire, with jirige and bella in my hand, By my side I could see my relatives cheering for me to put whats in my hand on Ajiths head before he does, and on the other side stood my parents with a partial hangover of last nights emotions and a hint of a sparkling smile. The time arrived and the 6 footer cheater managed to put his hand contents on my head before me. As per the rituals, whoever puts it first would dominate on the partner for the rest of his/her life, Thanks to Ajiths cheating efforts, the ritual reversed in my favor!! Ajiths parents were few of the smiling faces that still is a captured image on my mind, which depicted nothing but a warm welcome to a daughter-in-law, whom they treated no less then a daughter.
The rituals followed one after the other, and then came the moment where in the official 'Tali' tying procedure, Ajith amidst all the crowd came close to my ear and whispered 'I love you' and I looked him in the eye and he tied the knot, This in one moment i can never forget and to my luck that moment was captured on a photo. A 'Kodak moment' to say!!
From then on Ajith has been by me and he has stood up to all the promises he made during he wedding. He is no less then a parent when it comes to disciplining me or a friend when you need a shoulder to cry on. He is Everything that I ever wanted
Thank you Mom and Dad and Atte and Mava for giving me 'Ajith', It has been close to 2yrs of marital bliss
Marriage as made fun by many married people is not as bad as it seems, Everyone would have for sure experienced all that I mentioned above but it is nice when it is expressed. If not expressed, atleast the simple smile that your face gets when you remember such precious moments..... try it in front of the mirror and see your face glow and do write back to me and let me know how it feels!!
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