Spicy Tales of My Life

Last night my parents dropped a bomb shell through their phone call, yet again.

“Beta! Send one recent and a bit decent photo graph of yours. Not that monkey posed sleazy photographs from one of your social networking sites”

Not their first attempt though, but they were never successfully in striking the target. But this time I feel they struck the target right at its core. Not that their aim was any better than their previous attempts but this time the target moved itself to be struck by their bombshell. Can’t decipher a word of what I am saying? My parents want a photograph of mine for the bride search to get me married.

The first time they asked me, I couldn’t believe I was old enough to get married. Actually I don’t know if it were the order or disorder of my genes that I look much younger than I actually am. Looking at my face in my mirror I wondered, if I get married now, could some one sue me for child marriage? Also I felt, I had a great way ahead of me to advance in my career. I thwarted their proposals, point blank.

Very soon they asked me a second time. That time I no longer looked like a child any more. But still, I wanted to enjoy my youth. I perceived the marriage to be a destroyer of youth like any other bachelor would and strongly believed that one should surrender to it only when there is not enough youth left in one. So I decided to enjoy my youth in as many ways as I can.

Rarely do my decisions materialize into actual reality. To understand my plight, one must dig down into the flash back a bit deeper. Let me present you with some data to interpret.

Age Status Reason

Until fifteen, I did not feel the need to get love from some somebody. Once I entered into the adulthood and understood that a man’s sole purpose is to win a women’s heart, since that day I have been searching for love. I longed for the first first kiss and wanted sleepless nights but I got only the later for the lack of the former. What a terrible life it has been.

Added to the misery when I was in my teens where guys and gals are supposed to understand the equations of love, I was thrown up in an all boys hostel to under stand the equations of arithmetic. Worse still, in engineering where guys and gals practice the mechanics of love, I choose Mechanical engineering and was romancing the machines instead due to the lack of gals in this stream. My idea of love was only to look at the gals of other branches and get my heart beating. I saw and saw but did nothing worthwhile all my engineering.

Then came a chance to change my life. My job; I was placed in two companies, one mechanical and the other software. Frustrated as I was with my branch I choose to leave it and get a colorful life of a software engineer. Such a big mistake it was, I did not realize it until then. Earlier I was just frustrated with my personal life but after getting into software I also started getting frustrated with my professional life.

What happened to love one might ask? I fell in love a lot of times but the funny thing nobody fell in love with me. Failing completely on personal front I concentrated on professional career. I started moving forward but my life started moving backwards. I started condoling myself by telling that love is a pain even though I knew life is a pain without it. Even if it is, I am sure it would be a pain so sweet that I would be more than happy endure it. Devoid of love I searched for happiness in various things, smoking being one of them. I may have got pleasure at times and a thrill at another but nothing lasted so long as to give me happiness that I wanted.

I am frustrated, annoyed and dejected with my bachelor life. People say that some of the happiest moment that they have ever spent was during their bachelor life. I will not say that I did not have my share of fun moments as bachelor but they were not worth the misery I had to undergo due to the lack of love. And the call I got last night seems to me the only way to change the things around. I accepted their proposal to get married.

I always dreamt of doing alove marriage and it’s a bit ironic if I will not be able to do so. But the good thing is I am prepared to tie the knot not because I got enough of love but to give enough of it to somebody. I am still not sure if this decision of mine will give me all the happiness that I ever expected but I’ll be pleased to give someone the happiness that they never expected.

A few of you might be thinking If I am not being practical in my decision to get married at such an young age since it might affect my career. But it is the only practical thing for to do for a person of my kind.

So I now give up any hopes of falling in love any more and am preparing myself to get engaged soon so that I can at least embrace this chance to make someone fall in love with me. I hope some one that is going to come in my life very soon might change it only for good. Kindly pray for me.

P.S(Only for a beautiful gal): I know it cannot be, but in case you are deeply in love with me and do not want to lose me at any rate, kindly contact my parents with you recent photograph and biodata. Hoping to see you on our marriage.

P.P.S: I might be kidding all the way through. Haha.