Oh no, don’t get ideas from the title. I have nothing against a happy ending. In fact, I am fanatic of rom-coms and damn, I have my entire shelf filled with rom-com novels. I get ‘happily ever after’ when it’s in there you know and even yearn for it for my characters. I go into their world because it’s beautifully unreal. And that’s exactly what it should be too – ‘unreal’. All these ‘happy endings’ irk me only when everyone starts going gaga about them happening in real.
Seriously, does a happy ending exist? And god, of all the things, is getting married a ‘happily ever after’?
I really really want to know something! Who the hell thought that putting two human beings in one house can bring happiness? I mean why would a human with a sane mind leave the peaceful bliss of their own company and want to live with another human? And then go around complaining about how much life sucks! Like seriously?
Okay, let me tell you about myself for you to understand and relate a little to my ranting. I’m someone who likes her independence, who enjoys being with herself so much that even the thought of being with another human in the same house feels like my lungs are being crammed! So that being said, marriage for me is a cage that I never want to be caught in. That’s easily said than done right? Being from an Indian middle-class family, my dad is going to flip if he gets to know these are my thoughts on a “pure tradition” like marriage.
Arggghhh, if only I could put in words about how much I hate the tradition. And to peak it all, I feel guilty to even have this hate towards something that is assumed pure by every living soul. Why exactly do I hate it? I’m getting there! Why is getting married and popping out more humans an end goal in life? I mean, is furthering the human race the only reason we are born for? Oh, don’t even get me started by telling me I will get lonely or I won’t have anything to live for!!
Is the world that small, that me, one tiny human, can’t find something to live for? Just because I should have some purpose to live for, I have to get connected with another human and bring other humans into this world. Wow, how exactly did we get caught in this vicious cycle? I don’t get it. There are so many problems in this world. I mean, I can be part of so many purposes. I can make my purpose of life to make other people’s life a little more livable. I get happiness from those moments where even if it’s something tiny, I still did someone some good.
I’m not saying everyone has to march out and start a rally. But shouldn’t we all be given a choice? And the choice should probably start from whether we want to get married? When do we want to get married? Who do we want to get married to? Shouldn’t the individual or individuals in question be the only people making these decisions? Why exactly do the family and the society think that this has got something to do with them in any way?
Okay, so I’m a girl. So I’m going to talk like one and also because I have no clue what all absurdities a guy also has to go through when the “age” comes!
Growing up, my mom ensured that I knew all about household work. I’m not complaining, everyone really should be able to manage their households. I can survive easily out in the world without needing a house help or a cook. And I’m happy that my mom made me independent in this way. Till here I have no complaints. But now that the “age” is nearing and “those conversations” are starting, somehow there is a requirement that I have to be better at all this? Why? Because I’m supposed to be going to “another house”!
I should have control over my voice. Why? Because I will be going to “another house” soon! I should learn to adjust a little! Why? Because I have to bloody go to “another house”. Why the hell is no one asking me if I even want to go to the freaking other house or not? Do you think these are the only weird things I have heard? There is more.
Wanna adopt a pet? Do it after marriage! Wanna get tattoos? Get it after marriage! Wanna get a piercing? Get it after marriage! Don’t be so ambitious! Because you need to get married! But the best among all the other nonsensical things I was told by my mother. She said, “My life is miserable, I regret getting married and it probably is the biggest blunder I committed in my life but you still have to get married”.
I mean what the hell? Shouldn’t someone stop their kid from making the same mistakes they did? Isn’t that the point of the entire parenting thing? But apparently not. There is no choice here! Not for me, not for you, not for any of you out there! And that thing exactly is what I have all the problems with! So even though this is wishful thinking, I really hope that I vanish somewhere if these conversations get any more insane and pointless than they already are.
So much for hoping!