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Wednesday, 5 February 2014

The One Where Karma Came Back to Bite Me in the A**

This one is from the early days of The Search. Through my mom’s uncle’s wife’s best friend’s sisters’s someone-or- the-other, a profile landed up in my dad’s email. Both mom and dad looked through it and were happy with what they saw. Nice looking boy, well employed and all that. What’s more, the boy’s parents were based in Gurgaon (we were living in Delhi at that time). This got them both excited and they asked me to look at the details.

I really was not ready to be a willing participant in this whole process, much as I tired. I was at the peak of being a difficult daughter, just trying to avoid this whole thing, by hook or by crook. One of my rules was that I will not spend time looking through profiles and websites. I can tell my parents my criteria, and if it matches they go ahead and do what they want. Still, they showed me the pic, and it was decent looking guy, and I really didn’t have an excuse to say no.

So phone calls were exchanged between the parents, who hit it off very well with each other. The boy was working Bangalore (lucky for me), but his parents were keen to visit us. A casual meeting was arranged (for which I pointedly refused to wear a salwar kameez, I wore jeans).  

They came over for tea, and were nice enough people. Easy going and chatty. Family histories were exchanged, as I sat in utter discomfort, speaking only when asked a question, and ignoring my mom’s pointed glares.  Turned out there was A LOT in common between our families – from family histories, to pets, to being settled in North India – they all got along like a house on fire. And poor me, sulking in a corner. I did notice though that they were both very tall. Like the guy’s mom was taller than my dad.

They left, and called up a day later to say they are keen to take it ahead. My folks spoke to me again. I was generally non-committal. I hadn’t even spoken a word to the guy, after all. I put it off saying have him get in touch with me on email or something. That usually gave me some time. And some excuse to reject the guy. But it turned out the guy was coming down to Gurgaon soon for a week. And a dinner outing was being planned where we’d get introduced to each other. With the entire family looking on. I might have been a bit more okay about this had I even exchanged an email or something with the guy. Now I panicked. Went back and looked at the guy’s profile. And found that he was 6’4’’. This was a big no for me, as I am only 5’3’’. I mean, he’s a foot and an inch taller! And so I argued my way out of this one.  My folks were none too happy, but I told them this guy doesn’t fit the height criteria I gave you in the first place, so this whole discussion is moot. Yeah, I’m difficult like that.  

Good riddance. Or so I thought.

Cut to two years later. We’re on a flight from Delhi to Mumbai. Dad, Mom and me. I had the window seat, and I noticed that the couple in the same row across the asile kept staring at us. And my parents started doing the same. I was getting this bad feeling...

Yupp - you guessed it. It was them. Of all the people in the world, this guy’s parents had to be sitting in the same plane, in the same row as my parents. They all met like long lost friends, with me awkwardly standing in a corner, sulking again. Seems their son was still unmarried too. Email IDs were exchanged, and my folks tried to bring up the topic again. Fortunately or unfortunately, I was talking to another guy at that time, and I point blank refused to two time. Really, what were they teaching me…tut tut. And apparently the guy was also not too keen to take it forward, though I’m not sure why. From what my dad said, it seemed he was being as difficult I was. Peas in a pod.  

Happy that I dodged the bullet again, I forgot all about it. But a couple of months later I found out that my dad and his dad are email buddies and Facebook friends. They’d be sending forwards to each other, comment on FB stuff. Thankfully they never brought it up with me again. And I thought that’s the end of that one.

But here’s the icing on the cake: my dad invited them to my sister’s wedding. What with them being email buddies and all.

And - they turned up. All the way from Delhi to Chennai.

And - while my parents were busy with the wedding ceremonies, I had to socialise with them for three quarters of an hour, making small talk. Talking about their pets. The weather. My job. And them pointedly asking me who was who among my relatives.

“Awkward” was a rather insignificant term to describe that.

Oh, and in the meantime, I kinda fell for someone. Who is 6’4’’.  And that didn’t bother me at all. BUT. Things with this guy will never work out, for reasons beyond the both of us. Oh, the irony! I’m reminded of these words from the book Shantaram:

“If fate doesn't make you laugh, you just don't get the joke.” - Gregory David Roberts

34 comments:

  1. Fate surely is funny/silly, depending from which side you are thinking of it.

    One of my friends' sister is looking for a guy, and her parents too are kind of pushing her (not in a bad way). She has many funny stories to share. But NOTHING compared to what you just described. Your story is funny for me at the moment.

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  2. LOL. it was good experience I would say. I hear my friends narrating similar stories on Karma. Personally never faced it. Nice post. Thanks for the share.

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    1. Well don't do anything bad for karma to come back to you :)

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  3. And I thought it was only me struggling with the whole marriage thing :) I had to create this imaginary person to get over the disappointments from your genderfolk :D

    Amazing blog! But more than that, the timing :) Glad to be here

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    1. Thank you :)
      That should be some story...the imaginary person. Do tell!

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  4. Somehow, I end up reading your stuff! All the best to you! May you find a suitable man soon.

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  5. Oh. Sometimes for reasons unknown things never work out with a few people. Not just partners, even acquaintances, colleagues and a few family members. Loved the quote shared :)

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    1. Yup just have to go with the flow.

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  6. That was quite a story! :) you could make a movie out of it. But that's a fact, TTS, when love strikes, height, weight and all really don't matter, and as long as a match is being "arranged" we do look into all those details..

    and that quote from shantaram, I swear by it! so so true! :)

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  7. The bumping into each other on the plane must have been so awkward for you. It sounds like a very similar story to someone I know!

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    1. Like I said, "awkward" doesn't begin to cover it :S

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  8. Hilarious this story is. Did you ever see the guy or just his family every time?

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  9. I really did find this story funny.. Oh well! C'est la vie!
    I have a question for you - now that height is not a problem, would you consider talking to the guy over email? Just curious!
    Like the quote from Shantaram - that book has been on my to read list for too long!

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    1. Yeah, I guess I will...don't wanna piss of karma anymore!

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  10. Sometimes, world surely looks like a small place. :D

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  11. It was hilarious, poor you. I've had similar experiences in the past where I bump into people I least want to meet :)

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    1. Hilarious now, I was pretty much squirming in discomfort then!

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  12. Hilarious! :)

    Did you meet the guy for the first time at your sister's wedding like in most movies!;)

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    1. No, thankfully I haven't met him yet!!

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  13. Could the universe have been trying to tell you something?? :P Just kidding...wouldn't have wanted to be in your shoes and totally believe that awkward is an understatement in that situation!!

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    1. The universe is just having a good laugh at my expense :/

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  14. Gosh, this seems like a scene straight out of movies. The embarrassment of it all!

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    1. You don't know the half of it Rachna!

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  15. CONGRATUALATIONSSSS :P , - http://sameoldnewstuff.blogspot.in/2014/02/tmi.html

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    1. Thanks Menachery, this is the first time I've been tagged! Shall do this today :)

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  16. Hahahaha, I feel like I'm reading a book when I read your posts, such interesting experiences :P

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  17. Your narration is very interesting! I have got my son...not deciding on girls/life partner! So the story sort of affects me!

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  18. Fate and opportunities do collide at times unknown

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  19. Pen Parkum Padalam is more interesting than I thought.

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