Adventures with Arranged Marriage: My First Time

To all those whose heart beat jumped up a notch as they clicked on this post : hahahaha.. get real.

So it was back in those early days when marriage was a blip on the radar of my blissful life. I was my immature self with a superiority complex and nothing to merit it. My idea of marriage was as faraway from reality as unicorn and Utopia. When asked about the sort of guy i might want to marry, there was only one thing i had to say : Highly Educated.

My parents, still under the illusion that i knew what i was talking about, went on to collect samples. Every nook and corner was searched, every relative called, every brick was lifted and the certificates of the worms under it checked. While the servers were still scanning data in the background (sorry im a techie), the first one that made through was presented to me on an email.

"He is a double MS", said my mom, insisting on the double. She was sure its as educated as you can get while being socially acceptable. "But who does a double MS", was all i could come up with, unaware of the pretty glass floor under my mom's feet that i just shattered. "You couldn't even get through CAT, he atleast has done his masters, twice over.", shrieked my mom from the kitchen cracking a jar or two.
Like CAT was easy to bell !

It wasn't exactly boring to explore your options. My email id and phone number was passed on to Mr. Double MS. We started with emails and graduated to chatting. As we got over the basic discomfort of being absolute strangers trying to make polite conversations because mummy wanted us to..... i got to know about his lack of interest in books, music, his ex girlfriends, and his problem of "firing blanks" sometimes (!!!)... all of which did not bother me.... For i was this new age open minded "modran" woman of the 21st century who would not bother with anything as trivial as 'firing blanks' and incompatibility, I knew what i wanted and what i wanted was : Highly Educated, which he was.

Finally over one of those chat/video conferencing sessions i asked him, "So why did you go for a double MS". My maiden question that was the elephant in the chat room we never talked about. Here's what followed,

Turns out, Mr double MS was terrible at academics. But somehow was whacked into taking up engineering. God knows how he got through, my guess is a paid seat. But owing to skipping a step in evolution, it took 5 years of threatening from home to get him through the course. Post the engineering, with no ambition to follow, and too old to be whacked, he was cajoled into going for an MS. His dad's convincing argument was, "What have you got to lose anyway". And so went our friend to US for his first MS.
US dazzled our henceforth non-desi friend with the plethora of possibilities of screwing up. Not one to be missed. He sailed through the MS storm with a GPA not good enough to get him a job. *buzzzz GAME OVER* It was bye bye US my motherland time. Our fast thinking non-desi friend overwhelmed with his patriotism, found that the only way to stay, was to quickly enroll into another MS. And so came about the second MS, WHICH btw, he did not complete. He left it midway the moment he got a job that did not pay him very well ofcourse.

So with V for victory stamped on my ego, i descended from my bedroom to the living room below and summoned my parents to tell them of my discovery. I ended it with,

"There was one thing i wanted : 'highly educated', and even THAT he is not". sssswwwweeet.