It's never ending. Just when I had thought I had dodged a bullet, there it came flying back at me but with more daggers this time.
Remember my mother right? I knew it was coming, I had grown comfortable with the fact that MAYBE after the last fiasco with Mr.SRK that she would stop trying to get me married off. I know it sounds cruel the way I say it. Like it's a chore that needs to done so she can move on to the next one.
The truth is, my parents are not bad people, they are very down to earth and humble. They don't ask for much, they only want to see their daughters settle because apparently once you come to Amerika and give them a good education, marriage is the next "logical" step. It's a desi thing....I guess it's also a Greek thing (channeling My Big Fat Greek Wedding).
It only gets bad because my mother has a way of rubbing salt on old wounds and using emotional blackmail to make me see her point. This morning while I am getting ready for work and with only 4 hours of sleep she decided to corner me and tell me that she has 3 different proposals for me and she would like me to consider them. I did..took me 5 seconds to think about it and say no.
So this guy lives in London you say? On what planet did you think I would actually consider moving TO A DIFFERENT COUNTRY for a guy...that I barely know. Of course if you are my mother you are already telling yourself that the dude will be moving to the U.S of A. (Jeez mom, does the guy have ANY say in this?).
Anyone want to move to London? Any Takers?????
Apparently there is another guy lurking around who is "a sweet and simple guy whose parents don't live here who doesn't really ask for much".......? Don't get me started, I don't even know what to say to that. But one thing I do know is, the ones who are "sweet" and "simple" are the ones you really have to watch out for. Again, remember Mr. SRK and The Mexican Drug Lord? NEED I SAY MORE???
The third guy is the best of them all....she would not tell me anything about him. A part of me thinks he doesn't even exist and she's just making him up. What mom, is he like the Twelver Imam who has gone into hiding, and will reappaer when you need him too? (No disrespect to any Shia people when I make this reference...it's the first thing that popped up in my head).
It was a bad way to start the morning. My mother and I disagree on this subject all the time.
Don't get me wrong, I love my parents and I never want to do anything intentionally to disappoint them. But this is my life.
I listened mom, you would be so proud. Little do you know that I am in a very committed relationship with a man who will live up to your expectations and I have been hiding him from you for almost half a year now. And the only reason I have been hiding him and not disclosing a big part of my life, is because you will jump on the crazy train as soon as I tell you and I am afraid he will walk away as soon as your crazy train arrives at his doorstep.
Like a puppet I danced to the beat of your drums trying to mold myself to become the person you wanted me to be and accept the proposals you brought without hesitation. I'm tired of it. I'm done. The future you see for me is not the future I see for myself. For once let me do things my way. Just have faith in me that the reason I was mean to you this morning is not because I don't want to settle down, it's because I want to do the right thing but you are making it really hard.
.....Meh enough sentimental thoughts. Maybe I should have just told her I was a Lesbian so she would have something new to worry about.
Until Next Time!
