Paartha Muthal Naale?!

A few days back, a friend of mine called from UK to inform us that one of our friends has become DAD, i.e. his wife got conceived! Hearing it we were in splits!

“Nothing amusing about it”, is what you all will say, well the fact is that they got married two and a half months back! And the title of this post has nothing to do with the information I’d provided… One more information: It was a love marriage. Won’t their Mom and Dad feel bad? Or rather won’t THE FRIEND feel a little embarrassed? Though, I seem to be proud that (sarcasm) our friend has become dad at the age of 23, I cannot announce this, with the same pride, to my parents! Can I? I would feel embarrassed; my wicked smile will surely let it out. IO!

What is it about Love and Marriages? Is it all about S3X or for something that ‘seems’ to be eternal?

I and my friends had a discussion on a topic that is debatable at anytime – What are marriages? And why do you marry?

The final agreement came on this statement “As long as you have a company to live with till end, marriage is not necessary, it is only love, interest and the enthu that bonds people for sometime or for eternity!”

Talking about love, I’m reminded of another conversation about the right age to love – At school we believe it is too premature and think that “…well nothing happens but hallucination.” At college level “our aim is to get a job and settle” is what we are advised. It was padips all the way… When this is over the next stage is when we are settled in a job and then start noticing that we are called mamas and uncle. Standing straight and looking down to see (perverts) our legs, but something obstructs that view – we have a huge paunch – pot belly is what the local lingo says (thoppai thoppai thoppai…)! Then standing before the mirror we also notice (having a comb in our hand) that there is a huge porampokku land (Waste land – vazhukkai - Sottai) on our head – Balding (leave me out of this – I have a big foot ball field, none gets a chance to stand near me)! At this stage we can say ‘Ellam mudinju pochu’. After this we all will never look at a girl the way we used to. And when it comes to marriage (at this point, you’ll decide that arranged marriages are the best! One such incident is that when one of my friend’s dad was approached with such a question from our friend, his dad said “Son, do not have high hopes. I cannot marry you someone who is better and good looking than you. It would be a sacrifice!”)… So, when it comes to marriages it is very much like a sacrifice – Innocent girl getting fooled or what Cyrus quotes in ‘Being Cyrus’ when Farokh Sethna marries Tina. And I’m not up for such a disaster in anyone’s life!

This post is not for Madhavans, Aamir Khans, and John Abrahams! It is for someone who suffers very much like Vadivelu (where he never gets married and Parthibhan tortures him in his dreams…)

Kalyanam than Kattikittu odi polama? IO! Police-u! Escape!