Wednesday, November 16, 2011

How I Met My Husband......."being on the horns of a dilemma" part 4


My parents were relieved, that at last their youngest daughter was finally getting married. I reluctantly said yes to this boy. The Army boy had left,  for he had just come on some official work, but his parents kept in touch with us through phone calls,  discussing the date for our engagement ceremony etc. etc. It was decided that it would take place on the 24th of August 1980. As the day kept coming closer and closer, I  got really worried and restless, I felt the classic shiver down my spine every time I thought about the boy and my marriage to him. I could not understand this fear building up inside me for no apparent reason. The boy was decent, his parents loved me, they were all well educated and cultured, yet why did I harbor such negative vibes, and felt something was not right, but I could not put my finger on it.
In the meantime, my parents went to Kanchivaram (a town famous for silk sarees), and bought all the wedding sarees for me as well as for others, they  were busy buying all the necessary things required for the wedding,  and people were informed about my engagement--- a big relief for them too as they were witness to almost all the alliances that had come my way, news has a way of spreading real fast.
I think one month must have passed, Oh! how quickly the month passed by, bringing me very close to my engagement day, making me dread every second of it.
At that point, I had lost all faith in life, I had no one who would understand what I felt, in fact even if I were to tell someone, they would just brush it off as pre-wedding  jitters. There seemed to be no escape, I was fully trapped. How could I tell my parents that, I just didn’t feel right about this man?
The bell was not ringing for this man in my heart.
They would want to know the reason, and I really didn’t know why I should not marry him.

The Army gang, along with the boy, came again to our house to discuss the various details regarding the engagement etc. At that time the boy’s mother suggested maybe the two of us should be left alone, so that we could get to know each other better. (bless her). So we just started sharing a few things about each other,  which was rather pleasant and nice, making me feel more confident about this man, and I chided myself for imagining the worst scenario for myself. He was really very good, with no airs, a really down to earth man. The more we talked, the more, I liked him, and all of a sudden, all my unfounded fears seemed to have vanished into thin air …. until,  he suddenly said he had certain unhealthy habits and that,  may be marriage would be just the thing  to give him the incentive to get rid of them. He started telling me about his addiction to cigarettes, and also his the habit of drinking, albeit only in parties (which I was sure were pretty frequent).  He attributed all these habits to being in the Army.  Life could be quite tough sometimes, filled with boredom and lonliness,  that’s what he said. I asked him whether he was a vegetarian, to which his answer was in the negative: he said he couldn’t do without eating non- veg, and then he described to me in detail how his father (who was a forest officer), his elder brother ( who was also in the Army ) and of course himself, would go hunting in the forest in a jeep at night times and kill some wild animal, make a fire right there and cook and eat  the poor creature.  He was so excited and seemed to be very proud of such adventures and accomplishments.

    To me all these things sounded very barbaric and inhuman.  I was shocked that I had said "yes" to such a person, for we were so very different from each other in every way.  The prospect of leading an unsettled and nomadic life in the Army, facing frequent separation, relocation, leading a nomadic life, having children whose education and schooling would perforce be disrupted frequently, and all the other accompanying problems, was daunting. (I had somehow brainwashed myself that they were nothing).  And to think, I would also have to live with his various vices (at least to my eyes), I somehow felt that things would not work out between the two of us.  He would be better off with somebody who was used to the kind of life he had just portrayed to me, for I know some people may find it fascinating, thrilling and challenging.  They might also like to accompany him on his trips to the jungle for hunting.  As the saying goes: "One man’s food is another’s poison."  Who was I to pass judgement? 
All I could only say that this man was not for me and could have no place in my life. I somehow felt, that I didn’t want to be involved with a man with so many issues to be resolved, and marriage would not be a solution to his problems. For him to change, the change would have to come  from within himself and not with the help of another person, and I did not want to make it my business to change him.
However, would I have the courage to speak about all this to my parents?
Why did I turn totally against him, for he was just being honest, nothing wrong in being honest, he was only confiding in me as a friend, and soon to become my companion? 
All these thoughts were haunting me, as I kept smiling and listening to him, with no expression on my face. I vaguely remember, his mom showing me a beautiful long antique necklace (the type that Bharatnatyam dancers wear), studded with rare and precious stones, saying she would present it to me during the wedding….. that it would go beautifully with the saree we had chosen for the main wedding…. how she was waiting for the day when they would have me as their daughter in law,  as she hugged me tightly.... and at that moment again my mind started sending me conflicting signals, for,  I felt how could I refuse to be a part of such a loving family….
I still had time to think it over, for the engagement was still about 15 days away.  Maybe I was being too negative about this whole issue, maybe after thinking over it calmly I might change my mind about this man, maybe he was not as bad as he portrayed himself to be.
What do you think, you would have done if you were in such a situation?
 Please think about it and give your honest opinion:  
Army Officer:
to marry or not to marry?



To be continued…………..










22 comments:

  1. It seems like a mismatch. First conversation is always pleasing and no one finds out the reality. Army guy told you about booze because that is common in army party and everyone knows it. He did not have to tell. Also the job is transferable. So far based on this conversation I cannot conclude he is being totally honest - it is all superficial discussion.

    Obviously there was something missing which you did not know. I guess the missing part was compatibility. He was not your type...

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  2. Hmmm !! atleast you have some reasons now to let your heart feel free and give it one more chance to ring bells :)

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  3. Yes, Amrit, everyone knows about Army life,however, instead of keeping his vices to himself, he came out with it in a honest way. I do appreciate his honesty, for at that time,one must remember, that he too was young, and certainly not drunk,and I was sure that it all came about naturally, he did not have some diabolical plan to reveal his addictions to me and shock me
    Well, frankly, nobody was my type, but marriages are not based on just finding our type it is more than that,it is very rare to find someone of our type.

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  4. Oh my I m biting my nails wanting to know if u chose him or not. Do you have the. Boldness to disappoint all by calling it off .... Oh my

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  5. Aargh!! The suspense is killing me:) Not sure what I would have done in your place.

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  6. Oh..how sad. If i were in such a situation, would have somehow persuaded my parents to drop the wedding. He definitely was being honest with you, but you need not be the 'therapy' for his addictions! What happened, then???

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  7. hmmm...can't be so sure what I would have done....but again I m hoping next post will be finale:)

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  8. Yes I agree with Kala - the suspense is killing :-). With so much negative vibes - I would have dropped him.

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  9. Rama this is one of the really well written post with all the elements of intrigue!Great..

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  10. well, if these are the traits that you can't live with and if you see them as vices then surely life will not be easy adapting. However, if you feel that there are qualities like openness, honesty, communication, connect etc. which are scoring over others, then you must take a call. Life is always a balancing act, and no one gets everything they desire or look for :).

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  11. very descriptive and nice read... but if the person was not too my liking i would have refused.. my parents were liberal and would have accepted.

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  12. Again Suspense Oh no! I am sure you might not have married this Army person.Waiting for your next post.

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  13. I appreciate his honesty but well, he is not for me.. I cant kill a mosquito!
    But, yes, there is a chance of him learning his lesson and become humane..

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  14. Nice to know that ur dad was in the Forest service...which state cadre was he? my last assignment was in the forest dept & i met a lot of Forest officers

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  15. Vasant: It was the Army man's father who was in the Forest department.I think you have not read it properly.

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  16. He is probably not your types.. waiting to know what really happened Rama.. Cheers :)

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  17. His honesty is what I would fall for :) Simply superb narration rama, enjoying each part of the story and waiting for the next ......

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  18. thz interesting....suspense suspense yes itz good 4r a fairy tale...

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  19. I am just amazed that you had such a clear thinking mind at that age! If I had had such thoughts, I would have ended it there too. Not because of the mismatch , but because of the gut feeling. It generally is right!

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  20. If army life sounds so disturbing, its because they are doing a service to us, nation, so they must be respected for that,
    But enjoying the killing and then eating, it all is very repulsive to me, I would never or could nevr live with such man..personally I dont like drinking also as a regular habit.

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