Wow!!! It feels great to get back to blogging. The sabbatical was self imposed given that I am now a writer and I felt I didn’t need a blog to vent out my innermost frustrations. However, I could not have been more wrong. I guess opinionated souls like me will still have a view of everything under the sun and when no one wants to hear, we set out on a mission to find bright receptive minds that wouldn’t mind an expert’s view on the happenings of the world.

I am a single Iyer girl living in the heart of a big Indian city. The typical urban girl you can say. I love music (rock, country and whatever category Usher falls into), love books, hate friends who are more successful that I am! Pretty composed I would say, nothing quite seems to get to me, not even annoying colleagues. I love my single life and I love spending time with myself and hanging out with friends.

Like a good girl to my parents, I studied well, got myself an engineering degree and yes, NEVER had a steady boyfriend, and actually have never even been on a date. A contributing factor here was, while I do consider myself to be reasonably good looking and smart, I have somehow always preferred being alone

After I finished college, I got myself a great job that is a perfect combination of what I know and what I love. This job however is a little different from the conventional and I did face opposition, but well, I just didn’t care what anyone else thought. My “well educated” parents were also a little sceptical at the beginning. But I guess I loved this job so much that I found the strength to beat the opposition.

I love being left alone especially in the evenings I look forward to a nice evening of hot chocolate and a good book. But my parents seem to think quite differently. They are convinced that I am absolutely incapable of living my life alone. My parents have decided that I have been single for too long and that I need to get hitched.

My parents are an interesting breed, who very strongly believe that what is right for them is right for me too and a sister who is still trying to figure out what she did wrong for God to have assigned the responsibility of showing the world the right path on her.

Daddy is the typical tam bhram mama who has an opinion on everything right from the share market to why the man by the roadside sprinkles water on the pan before he smears it with the dosa batter. Mom is the quintessential mami who loves her bhajan mandali and scoffs at young girls who hang out with guys and who can’t behave daintily.

My parents would like to think of themselves as modern and well educated and like any other mama-mami would they would repeatedly tell me, “talk to men, I have no problem, but remember you are from a decent family.” (Read don’t eve bother looking at him).

Now that I am grown up and old enough, my family feels it is just the right time to find me a suitable match. I have been single all my life, have never been out on a date, and now, seemingly, I have to wait for daddy to walk into my room and tell me, “Oh! Btw… this is your Mr.Right” I am not complaining, but all this just seems a little bit too overwhelming.

My evenings are now spent looking at guys who have nothing but their educational qualification to their credit and according to my family that is the sine qua non to a happy marriage. I don’t know if all women go through this but I would like to find out. I don’t know if all women feel as suffocated as I do. Or maybe suffocated is not the right word here. Its like a mix of anxiety and well yeah suffocation.

I do feel lonely at times when I see my friends getting hitched but that is jut a temporary feeling. When I look beyond just a relationship at the wonderful life that I have now, I wonder whether there is any need for me to fit someone else into my life. I don’t know if there is enough space in my life for another human being.

I don’t know what will happen in the future. Only time will tell. But what I do know is that all I can do I have faith in my Almighty that things will work out great in the end.