Saturday, August 6, 2011

The disappearing wedding vows...!!

I was surprised to run into this friend of mine in the middle of my shopping spree. I used the term surprised, because I didn't expect to see her in Trivandrum. We were together in college and she got married to the love of her life immediately after college. It was a nice big wedding, which we all attended and blessed them of a long, happy and fulfilling life.

They had a tale of 5 year long relationship to be retold at their wedding. I still remember their days of courtship, while we were still in college. All the hours they used to spend over phone, the surprise gifts that arrived on Valentine's day, birthdays. Theirs was a relationship we all used to envy, but say "touch wood, this stays forever".

After the wedding, she traveled abroad with her husband. Pictures of their cozy life flooded FB and they were branded as one of the "happily ever after" couples of a fairy tale. As I myself had a stage where in I decided to stay away from FB and friends, it didn't surprise me the fact I had lost contact with most of my friends. Life went on.

She was a jovial person in college. In a place where you had 'gangs', she surprised all of us by being friends with all. She was very popular among friends. But today, the person standing in front of me looked completely different. She looked suddenly very old. The person whom I have never seen without a wide grin on her face, barely managed a smile when she saw me. I felt very odd talking to her. Maybe she also felt the same about meeting me that we both found excuses to make a quick exit.

Later that evening, she pinged me in FB. Casually I checked her profile. Her profile no longer carried any pics of her, except the one she had as profile picture. Her relationship status has been removed. I felt it quite odd.
With the kind of behavior she had put up with me that day, I was trying to limit my talks to a casual hello. But what followed was shocking.
"Poorni, I didn't talk to you much today because I was not prepared". She said.
"Prepared for what? For God's sake, we were in the same class for a few years yaar". I made no attempt to hide my disappointment.
"Well...I am going through a bad phase in my life."
I cooled down a bit. I know how it feels like so stopped egging her for more information.
"I am getting divorced".
I re-read the statement, just to make sure that I had read it right. For a fraction of second, I doubted my reasoning skills. Am I in some kind of trance? This couldn't be. I mean...this couldn't just happen. They were the best and happiest couple ever.
"Oh Ok."
"So what else is happening? So you working in Trivandrum?"
Often we don't have any idea of how our reactions could hurt others, beyond our wildest imagination. I didn't want to discuss much with her. If she felt comfortable talking about it, I knew she would go on. Or else, it was none of my business to know what went wrong.
"Ya...I am working here. I wanted to move out of all those sympathetic words and statements. You don't know what all people speak."
"I can understand that dear".

I know this is not an incident worth blogging, but why I consider this worth blogging is the increasing number of similar people I have been running into.
Another friend who is very close to me, gave me the shock of my life when she confided in me that her marriage was over. She was bold enough to have covered it behind a sweet smile.
I found it shocking, when some one confided in me that she was a divorcee. I felt proud about my friend, who considered it her ill fate and moved forward in life, leaving behind the ghosts of a bad marriage.

Our women have managed to hoist themselves on their own. All are focusing their attention on their career now.

Though we call ourselves to be part of a "highly civilised educated and sophisticated society", we still have double standards. Why do we look at divorcees through a coloured lens? This could happen to any one tomorrow. You, me, your daughter, sister, anyone. I have heard people making statements at these women's 'inability to pull together the strings of a marriage' to her integrity.
Lets try and accept this fact guys. When two individuals start living together (even if they have known each other all their lives), differences could pop up. They definitely do make sincere attempts to sort things out. But some times it just doesn't work out. Its something absolutely personal.
Rather than, looking at them sympathetically or making statements about their integrity lets extend our support to them; a word of comfort would go a long away. If that's not possible, lets just keep our mouths shut.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Washed out

I was discussing my school days with my all time friend Shivani. We have known each other since school days. We both have seen each other grow up from tiny little kids who used to weep at the corridors of school on the first day of school to becoming independent working women. Few months down the line, I would be escorting her to her groom.

As kids we always wanted to grow up because then we thought, adults led a happier life. They didn't have to attend school, never wanted to do home work and never be worried about exams and the worse results. Things didn't get much better in college either contradicting our expectations; we both went to colleges which were renowned for their ''discipline''. Where we expected to bunk classes, we felt threatened by the fact that 40% weightage was assigned for attendance. Where we had plans of sleeping peacefully after college, we were threatened by the assignments, presentations, case studies blah..blah. Where we thought, your faculty would be like 'exams and results are your responsibility; study if you want to", we were threatened by the n number of quizzes and online tests (of course all these accounted for our internal marks) we were supposed to attend,

During my MBA days, I remember there were times when we slept at 3 AM in the morning, woke up at 7 AM and were in class by sharp 8. We had a rule which goes "the last person to enter the class and first person to leave the class would (should) be the Faculty". Thanks to our punctual faculty members, we found us beaten down at 7:59 in class probably having skipped breakfast.

In the sessions that follow, they would be discussing the struggle of Narayana Murthy in founding Infosys or how Lakshmi Mittal started it all from scratch. It would always be an add on statement "You have the potential. You can be really some where."

I swear, that's the statement you would hear probably all the way down till your retirement. Or may be, even on your retirement day they would still say "you have more potential left in you."

As kids, we had different ambitions. We wanted to be something else. What trigerred off my thoughts on this was a name mentioned by Sivani in our conversation.

"Do you know where J is these days?"
The name was quite popular in our batch, no not just our batch, but in the whole school, definitely for the right reason. She was the school topper. We discussed her not because of her outstanding performance in school, but because of the attitude she carried. If you by any chance happen to score higher than her, she would cut off from you completely until the next exam where in she would be the topper again.
"She used to say that she wanted to take up Medicine as her stream an then go in for higher studies in Cardio".
We tried searchng her in FB, but little luck.
Having left this conversation, some where in our head as we moved on with our routine life, I was really surprised rather shocked to hear about her from another school mate.
She got married off immediately after her 12th and now is a divorced mother of two.

The irony in life, looks strange but cruel at times. Often we don't end up getting what we wanted or being what we wanted. Its foolishness to expect it.

The best way out would be to 'be prepared for worst in life'.