I googled the meaning of change and got this
"Change is so pervasive in our lives that it almost defeats description and analysis. One can think of it in a very general way as alteration"
Well one can say well said or is that all?
Lets see the change I went through during the past year.
I started 2007 with my enagement getting fixed. Let me get this in detail.
It was december 15th 2006 and I was busy in my room reading a novel " Digital Fortress" that I had bought earlier that day and my mother walks into my room with the her cell phone in one hand and a sly smile on her face. I say "what mother" and she says "speak to the person on the line" and leaves the room with words trailing behind her saying "he is a boy who wishes to meet you over a cup of coffee in the nearest coffee shop". So am there sitting wondering who is this guy who wants have coffee with me and why is my mother in such hurry to leave the room?
I look at the cell phone in my hand and decide to find out what was all that about? and say Hello into the phone and immediately from the other side there comes a Hi. Though I knew I would get a response but still jolted because I was talking to a stranger. Did my mother know that I was talking to a stranger?
Then the person went on. "Hi, How are you? I say am fine How about you? After exchanging our greetings. The man from the other side says "So Roopa do you want to meet up for a cup of coffee tomorrow". Still taken aback I put thought to it saying howcome mother wants me to talk to this stranger then in a flash it flashed to me that, May be this is the guy whom my mother was discussing with my sister for me as a suitable GROOM. Having realised this, the next few words which I spoke were with utmost care. So I said Ok and so the venue and time was decided. Then I went into the living room where my parents were eagerly looking for me to summarise the conversation. So I told them that I am meeting this guy at the nearest coffee shop at 4:00pm. So my dad then says I am not letting my daughter go and meet this guy alone so it was later decided that my mother would come along and based on the guy's behaviour would stay back with me or head home.
Next day I am ready with my jean on and my sister tells me, cmon the guy is from US he might be tired of seeing people in jeans take it off and wear a salwar kameez. Without even realising am changing into my new salwar that I had bought to impress this guy with whom I had like a 2 minute of conversation. So me and my mother get into the car and head to the meeting point. On reaching there we could not figure as to which was the guy we were looking out for considering the number of people in Bangalore. So I call him up and he says that he is in front of a temple with a phone in his hand. So i locate him and when i looked at him, first thing i see is that the "suitable groom" is in blue jean and blue t-shirt? blue and blue hmmmm. So we turn around the car and pick him up to go to the nearest coffee shop. All through the ride mother is having a conversation with the "suitable groom" figuring whether he is good for her to go back home or stay back with me. As for me I was enjoying the conversation and smiling to myself about mother's plight. On reaching the coffee shop mother was grinning ear to ear. So here I realised am staying back ALONE. So there we have a pleasent conversation and in a month's time we are engaged and next day he flying back to America only to meet me next on marraige day three months later.
After getting engaged life changed, every day I used to be awoken by an International call so there was no need for my alarm clock which silently sat next to my bedside. After that I would rush to office only to receive another international call asking" you reached safely, had breakfast". After that day progressed slowly in office, same old work and same old people and same old talk. On reaching home I would be greeted by the sweet cries of my new born nephew. After playing, pampering, changing his diaper and getting my hair pulled would be time for my fiance's call for the night. Oh we talked about the moon and the stars Nope we spoke mostly about my Visa to the US, career and my COOKING LESSONS.
Then one day I see myself adorned in a saree, all dressed up just to realise that those 3 months were over and now it was the time for marraige. 8 days later was in a new continent and with a new status from SINGLE to MARRIED and EMPLOYED to UMEMPLOYED but nevertheless happy with a man to treasure and his family so nice.
9 months later am here blogging abou it. Changes :-) oh yeah changes
