The pandit had told her parents that a very auspicious muhurath would fall on the first half ofnext Wednesday, if the engagement would not happen on that day, then it would have to be postponed for a minimum of 45 days. The families did not mind waiting for so long, but then Milan was home for only a very short time, he would have to go back in another 20 days. This implied that her wedding too would happen before these 20 days expired, but her parents held the news back from Asha, they did not want her reacting in shock or anger.
“Next Wednesday! What about my job? My first job, that too at the very newspaper where I always wanted to carve a niche. Not everyone’s dreams are fulfilled, and here I am, my dream is almost coming true and I am now preparing to kick it out of my life. It is either Milan or Bharat Jagaran ” she thought sadly.
Gobbling down the idlis her mother had made, she came back to her room making some lame excuses to her dad who wanted to spend more time with her. Asha was too engrossed in her thoughts to realise that soon she would be in another country, with another man, and she would have to wait a long while if she wanted to spend some time with her dad. She opened her laptop and quickly started typing out the email addressed to the Editor, saying that she wouldn’t be able to take up the position offered to her because of some personal reasons that were beyond her control, she was moving to Michigan. She did not know whether to feel sad, angry or laugh thinking about the last line she had written, her own marriage was beyond her control; pathetic!
Something was irritating her with a monotonous deep humming; she looked all around her to shoo away the bee that was making the noise, but then realised it was her cell phone that was vibrating on the window sill. One look at it and she saw Milan’s smiling face displayed on the phone, she decided not to pick the call, afraid that she might quarrel with him over some petty reason.
Sitting by the window, looking at all the miniscule specs, that were otherwise cars, scurrying about on the road, she couldn’t help but be a bit philosophical. She thought over and over about this union, of two different people from two different walks of life, but who went to the same school at some point in their childhood; of two different families so different in their beliefs and traditions, yet unified by the same religion; of two different people whose dreams were planted in two geographies of the world, yet who would soon be tied together by fate or destiny, to live their lives together as one body and one soul. Asha knew now was not the time to scrutinize whether or not she had made the right decision; she prayed to her Lord to give her the strength to ensure that she could bring meaning and love into this union, the milan of Asha and Milan.
Girls in India are caught in the drift when they reach a particular age. They suddenly face a dilemma as to what to focus on in their life, whether to make a career and ensure a living or to get married and secure their life. Girls who remain single after the so called marriageable age are frowned upon by the society and are considered a burden for their families.
A -Â An Arranged Marriage
B -Â Bridal Dreams
C -Â Cherubs From Heaven
D -Â Rusty Dusty Delhi
E -Â ErnakulamÂ
F -Â Fretting Over F.R.I.E.N.D.S & FiancÃ©
G -Â Gratifying Rendezvous
H -Â Hospitality Crash Course
I -Â I Love You??!!
J -Â Journalism’s Joy
K -Â Krishna
L -Â Love, Longing & Life
M -Â Milan – A Meeting
N-Â Noodles, Nimbu Paani & A Nice Guy
O -Â Online?
P -Â Phone Number
Q -Â Questions!
R -Â Risks
S -Â Some Soul Searching
T -Â Timeless Tableau, A Twist in The Tale
U -Â Union
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