Once I was a happy bachelor. Oh, the days!
I was the coolest guy in the whole neighboured. Everyone-especially those with maidens - sought and received my unrestricted help. All the tedious chores like ticket reservation, taxes, bills from B.S.N.L. and KESA were deposited under my benign office. I was the affectionately-beloved of the mothers in all such houses.
What bliss! What a merry existence!
I had the full use of the double bed and my quilt.
There was no pressure to get up early.
No constraint to go fetch the milk, take constitutional morning walk of five kms.
The time to come home was not tabbed.
There were late night parties without having to contend with any after – flak for the mess created all over the house.
Above all, there was no curfew on T.V channels at prime (Ekta Kapur) time – 9 pm.
There was no pressure to do the dishes or balance the budget or visit the Saree Sales
Alas! The others thought it was a life without direction. I was drifting from one day to another like a boat without a rudder.
The most worried people were friends and relatives. They felt “a man was incomplete without marriage” without realising that then he was finished. They were in the self appointed business of matchmaking with another happy bachelor. They looked at me with such an ocean of sympathy in their eyes as if I was suffering from a terminal disease and did not have much time left.
They did not realize that going to marriage is like going to a restaurant with friends. You order what you want. And when you see what the other person has, you wish you had ordered that instead. But it was useless to protest.
The Jury was out, friends. It was time to get the verdict.
Was there really a state like happy bachelor?
Sanctity, desirability and necessity of Marriage seem to be the biggest common thread running through all the cultures, castes and creeds. This institution is older than recorded history and has survived all the progress in civilization. ‘I do’ is an expression of intent uttered in every culture to begin a settled and purposeful life. Form and manner change but the essence remains the same.
This union of two individuals sanctioned by the society is one of the hallmarks of human existence. It gives rise to all the paraphernalia of state.
Marriage gives birth to generations. These men and women of future will find a legacy, a heritage, a gift from their past, only through the strengthening of the institution of marriage. It is essentially a coming together of two souls. It gives a shoulder to share the sorrows, to have the thrill of listening to the peeling laughter of infants and a person to enjoy it with, to have the security that comes through sharing and caring, to look at the sunset and hold someone permanent in your arms, to learn to check unbridled emotions and how to give vent to them, to contribute to the society and its well being.
Marriage completes a person.
There is no such thing as a happy bachelor.
It will be good to remember that only animals live as single.
I was the coolest guy in the whole neighboured. Everyone-especially those with maidens - sought and received my unrestricted help. All the tedious chores like ticket reservation, taxes, bills from B.S.N.L. and KESA were deposited under my benign office. I was the affectionately-beloved of the mothers in all such houses.
What bliss! What a merry existence!
I had the full use of the double bed and my quilt.
There was no pressure to get up early.
No constraint to go fetch the milk, take constitutional morning walk of five kms.
The time to come home was not tabbed.
There were late night parties without having to contend with any after – flak for the mess created all over the house.
Above all, there was no curfew on T.V channels at prime (Ekta Kapur) time – 9 pm.
There was no pressure to do the dishes or balance the budget or visit the Saree Sales
Alas! The others thought it was a life without direction. I was drifting from one day to another like a boat without a rudder.
The most worried people were friends and relatives. They felt “a man was incomplete without marriage” without realising that then he was finished. They were in the self appointed business of matchmaking with another happy bachelor. They looked at me with such an ocean of sympathy in their eyes as if I was suffering from a terminal disease and did not have much time left.
They did not realize that going to marriage is like going to a restaurant with friends. You order what you want. And when you see what the other person has, you wish you had ordered that instead. But it was useless to protest.
The Jury was out, friends. It was time to get the verdict.
Was there really a state like happy bachelor?
Sanctity, desirability and necessity of Marriage seem to be the biggest common thread running through all the cultures, castes and creeds. This institution is older than recorded history and has survived all the progress in civilization. ‘I do’ is an expression of intent uttered in every culture to begin a settled and purposeful life. Form and manner change but the essence remains the same.
This union of two individuals sanctioned by the society is one of the hallmarks of human existence. It gives rise to all the paraphernalia of state.
Marriage gives birth to generations. These men and women of future will find a legacy, a heritage, a gift from their past, only through the strengthening of the institution of marriage. It is essentially a coming together of two souls. It gives a shoulder to share the sorrows, to have the thrill of listening to the peeling laughter of infants and a person to enjoy it with, to have the security that comes through sharing and caring, to look at the sunset and hold someone permanent in your arms, to learn to check unbridled emotions and how to give vent to them, to contribute to the society and its well being.
Marriage completes a person.
There is no such thing as a happy bachelor.
It will be good to remember that only animals live as single.
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