''MY LIFE IS A CHICKEN PARTY''
Luck is a
cosmic phenomenon that showers favours on you. It's like a genie which bows to
your every command. But what happens when instead of running to you, it runs
parallel to you. Enticing you to its charm but as soon as you try to grab it,
it evanescence in thin air.
Now the
question arises, to what extent can a man become star-crossed? If there would
have been a scale, let's say like LUCK-O-METER or DISASTER-O-METER, we would
have been able to measure the catastrophe in the life of a man, whose story I
will reveal.
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WHEN I LOOK BACK I FIND MYSELF AS A SITTING DUCK |
THE CHICKEN PARTY BEGINS
''LIFE
IS NOT A CHICKEN PARTY, BUT MINE DEFINITELY IS. PEOPLE EAT DRINK AND ALL THE
REST OF THE MEMORIES HAUNT YOU THROUGH OUT YOUR LIFE.'' These were his debut lines.
A decent Punjabi
family boy who is an engineer by profession, shelling in a good package, an
average looking, having lithe of 5'10'',definitely a gold standard boy for the
matrimonial market.
This is how
it begins.....
Well it
starts as it always does. After initial bride hunting games on different
websites, matrimonial agencies, newspaper and after countless boy and girl
meetings a girl was zeroed over.
"It
is really like an intense cardio workout. Sweaty really sweaty, left me
dehydrated."
His
parchment and dehydration lead to one good girl that would be his future wife.
Punjabi ritual "ROKA" was organized in front of close kin. Sweet,
money, clothes were exchanged and finally the date was finalized for girl
exchange from one house to other.
"HAPPY,
EVERYONE WAS HAPPY"
Well
I can still remember though it was 2 years back. After all no one forgets their
"FIRST TIME".
Just one
month before the wedding, the girl had a change of mind, instead of marrying
him she became more intrigue in marrying his distant cousin, whom she met
through him. And all the intermediate time she was courting his cousin.
"WEDDING
HAPPENED, INSTEAD OF ME BEING THE GROOM, I WAS THE SARBALLA(BEST MAN). A
SACRIFICE FOR BROTHERHOOD, MAY MY NAME BE WRITTEN IN GOLDEN LETTERS ON THE
PAGES OF HISTORY AND LET THE WORLD REMEMBER ME"
Another process
of cardio exercise started again sweaty and dehydrating. Finally found one more
so called "decent girl". This time he made sure that he ambushes the
girl from all his male cousins and male friends. "ROKA" done and to
the God's grace engagement happened on schedule. Espousal was just a week
later. There were no hustles till now, or any perils lay on the path yet. But as
the famous adage is "MAN PROPOSES AND GOD DISPOSES".
Just one
week before the marriage date, her boyfriend, who broke up with her six months
back suddenly realized that he couldn't live without her. The emotional teary
drama happened between them and finally the girls heart bent towards his
sweetheart and
I
was thrown out like a "FISH BONE IN THEIR THROAT"
"ONE
IS COINCIDENCE, TWICE IS REPUTATION"
Therefore
not to have this reputation both the girls who ditched the guy, wrote an
apologetic testimony so there would not be any perils to find the bride for the
man in near future. He was verdict innocent after all.
Dehydration,
parchment and perspiration and finally the third time they found a girl. Again
"ROKA" done, engagement done and this time a step forward last
crucial week of the marriage also passed without any hustles.
"ALL PRAISE TO ALMIGHTY"
The
ceremonious day arrived. Everything looked utterly quintessential. The day was
flowing as a river to smooth breeze brushing its surface.
"FAITH
ALWAYS HAVE ME IN END"
"Just
one hour before the horse climbing ceremony, the fateful call was received by
the groom's father. The wedding was cancelled. It was not that somebody
deceased, but my bride ran away with her lover on the wedding day."
The girl’s family was against her liaison to a
boy of other caste and therefore forced her to marry according to their wish.
First the girl subdued or pretended to but later executed her own wish
"LEAVING
ME THREE TIMES WIFLESS. MY LIFE IS NOTHING BUT A JOKE IN TOWN. STARS DON'T WANT
ME TO GET MARRIED"
This
December 8th, the guy is dawning again the groom water. This time there was no
dehydration as his bride to be is the cousin of his once runaway bride who was
charmed effortlessly by him.
"GOD HAS A CONSOLATION PRIZE FOR ME
THANK YOU"
This time he
is making sure that nothing from the history repeats itself. He is running from
pillar to post, to every astrologer in the town, doing everything so that denizens
of cosmic world could bless him. He hired a private detective to clarify the
image of this girl. He had also put girls family on 24/7 surveillance. He had
become paranoid
“LITTLE
PARANOID.. A GUY IN MY POSITION ENDS UP IN ASYLUM. NOT BEING PARANOID, BUT A
LITTLE.. EXTRA CAUTIOUS SERIOUSLY I WANT TO NAIL THIS ONE”
PHRENOLOGY
TIPS OF WOULD BE
Check
out twelve zodiac of phrenology, you can check out in your would be..
THE
GAME OF COURTSHIP SERIES 2
EPILOGUE
Just
received wedding invitation card for his marriage fourth time can't wait to see
what happens next. Come December 8th I'll definitely tell you. Though won't be
able to attend his marriage as I would be out of town for a conference. But we
will all know for sure
CROSSING
MY FINGERS
MORAL
There is no
MORAL here just that I believe in HAPPY ENDINGS