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Settling Down :)

Everyone I know are either getting married or going abroad to do further studies. 

When I tell people I don’t wanna do it, they look at me like a retard. It got me thinking, “Am I one?” Maybe I am. or maybe not. Maybe everyone else is crazy. These people are just half of the crowd I know. The rest of them are scurrying to find the perfect groom. Both of them are in the pursuit of “settling down”.

Can anyone ever settle down in life? I don’t think its possible, but ask yourself, how many people have thrown that phrase at you at the drop of a hat?. I’m sure your fingers and toes collectively are not enough to count.

Just when I am about to gobble the gulab jamoon on my plate at some stupid wedding reception one of the afore mentioned crowd ,there appears an aunty out of thin air. With a cheesy wink, she asks, “So next is yours.” I smile sheepishly wishing, “Oh! if only cold-blooded murder were legal in this country”. He keeps staring, then I say, “Whats the hurry , I’m still a kid”. Stupid me, its exactly the type of answers such aunties and uncles are waiting for. She retorts, “When will you “settle down” ? Look at your cousin, she is younger than you and happily married”
What does he mean settle down?? Am I some squatter? I live in a house just like them. Do people live in some underground establishment after marriage? ‘Cos I know only one “down” and thats where I am right now!

Coming back to the other half. An irritating “friend” pokes you on facebook. This is the conversation that ensues
He/She:”Hey whats up?!”
Me:”Nothing much, you tell”
He/she:”Nothing just chilling here (“Here” refers to Chicago/CA/wherever on the northern hemisphere).. So what r ur plans?”
Me:”For the weekend?”
He/She:”No yaar, in life? I mean, marriage or professional course?”
Me: “I don’t wanna do both”
He/She: “What?!!! But why??”
Me: “I’m fine this way”
He/She: “Are you happy with that package? Don’t you wanna settle down rich and happy?”

Time to log out  

Anyway, the point is people NEVER settle down. If they are married, they’ll start thinking ’bout kids, if they’ve kids, they start thinking ’bout their scools, school over? college, college over? then their marriage!!
For the others who do their professionaldegrees, if they are in India, they wanna go to US, if they’ve an AM’s post, they vie for the Manager’s, if they become the manager they’ll want to get married!
It never stops
I wanna tell all those people
“I will not settle down!
This is life.
Its a vicious circle,
The circle of life, The end is death,
You can’t settle down when you are alive,
If you wanna settle down, then just die,
you will be made to “settle down”, whether you like it or not!
Face it!”

I’d love to see the look on their faces 

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There is a deep and cosmological connection between my birth, my parent's decision to name me what they did, my profession and my education. This brings me to the conclusion that fate is predetermined and like in Hindu mythology, is written by Brahma when someone is born. Example: My name is unique. I did my grads in Psychology. I then did my masters in HR (offshoot of following all the psychos). I then did the ultimate decision of joining an MNC in ............. beat it, BUSINESS DEVELOPMENT. So, I have the concept 'MAD' in my name, my education, my choice of career and all the milestone decisions of my life. Now, is it predetermined or what ? :-D

One thought on “Settling Down :)

  1. ya and the aunties dont leave the guys too…aare you have a job now ..so you are settled ..when are you getting married ?? …and usually the guy must be thinking.. Who the hell told you I am settled.. (phew)
    You are so right.. nobody is ever settled…

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