To think of it, it’s crazy how Prashant and I ended up together. Two people, who weren’t even aware of each other’s existence until 14 months ago, met and decided to spend their life together!
I’ve been a hopeless romantic all my life. A considerable amount of credit would go to Bollywood for that. Cringe worthy, right? But, it’s true. I still am one, but now logic exists in my romantic universe. hehe.
So, when the first time I happened to meet a guy in an arranged marriage setup, the awkardness almost choked me. Two people meeting each other for the first time, for maybe an hour or so, just to see if there might happen to be some similarities on the basis of which they could they make a choice, that would hopefully last a lifetime! Oh my goodness! Crazy!
You must be thinking, it’s ironical how I am talking about arranged marraige like it’s something bizzarre whereas I had one. Well, I’ll come to Prashant and my story later. For now, I am going to talk about the entire journey that lead me to him.
When this entire process of ‘finding a suitable’ match had begun, I was excited (Remember, Vivaah? LOLOL). It’s only later that you realise- you do not necesarily develop a liking for the first person you meet, which is completely normal by the way. However, what did take a toll on me was the anticipation to hear back from the family/families we’d met in the process.
As a 20 something girl, it’s not an easy task to take it in your stride when things don’t work out. You may end up liking a guy for whatever reason, and that guy may not feel the same for you for his own valid reason. Today, as I am married, its easier for me to undertsand this. But, at that point I had started questioning myself. That was a miserable feeling. My best friend had a love marriage, my very close friend from college married a guy she’d been seeing for a couple of years and here I was, wondering if things did workout over a cup of coffee with a guy AND his family!
Not a day would pass, without discussing some family and the prospective groom.
It’s hilarious to be sitting in a room, where both the families are much aware of the reason we’ve gathered. But, there will be small talks, awkard laughs and some delcious food! While I thought, it wouldn’t take time for me to find ‘The One’, God had his own plans. It did take a couple of years. Thankfully so!
Because, by the end of it I had realised-
the basis of my self-worth did not lie on whether a guy or his family would like me. To be honest, if I had the choice to not like someone, so did he. It’s only fair.
An arranged marraige does not imply that you don’t take your chances of getting to know a person. It’s imperative to communicate.
It can get a little a tricky, but you must talk about your expectations from marriage. You got be on the same page for at least a couple of things.
Own who you are. You cannot practically be prepared to spend your life with a person if you’re not comfortable in your own skin.
Be practical. Logic must not cease to exist. LIFE ISN’T A BOLLYWOOD FILM.
Now, when I look back, I feel that I did meet Prashant at the right time.
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In the next blog, I am going to talk about how we happened to end up together.
Until then, keep loving yourself because you deserve nothing less.
Here’s a picture of ‘us’ from that time at our wedding, when food was all we could think about and we were definitely done for the day with, taking pictures!
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