''MY LIFE IS A CHICKEN PARTY''

                               ''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.

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”

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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