When One life passes another is born; and within that life, enter different phases. Whether it’s finishing high school, start working or even moving out of our parents house; but perhaps the deepest change is when we decide to marry another person.
Every relationship is difficult, mainly because there is another person involved in that relationship. Every relationship alters the person involved, none of us leave unscathed. We either become better or worse, depending on how the relationship grew. Throw in a monogamous relationship and either you’re exhilarated and growing as a person, or you alter yourself to make the situation bearable.
Marriage means a lot of different things to different people. For some it’s an escape from the pressures of their family, for some it’s a new way to look at life and for others it becomes a gift. But, all said and done, marriage changes our lives and changes us. Some people say that marriage is the union of two souls. Cynics would disagree and call it an archaic and corrupt institution. While I do not partake in either school of thought, picking the right person to marry through mutual consent? It’s a herculean task!
It’s hard enough trying to decide what we should wear to the office, but to decide whom to marry??! There should be a manual for this! Do we marry the person we’ve grown up with, someone who has known our deepest secrets and us? Or do we marry the person who has the same goals and ideals as us? And yet sometimes we come across people who, and this may sound crummy, complete us. But then what are we if not romantic dolts?
Have you ever tried finding two of the same kind of socks in you sock drawer when you’re running late for work? Yes? Then you know how frantic one is. But imagine going through a billion people at that speed and still coming up short! (And this is just India, mind you) The idea of the all-elusive soul mate whom we are trying to find in all this traffic is quite daunting isn’t it? Add this to the utter confusion of find someone whom your parents are ok with and you’ve landed yourself in a nice big jar of mango pickle.
With my head in a tizzy over all this, I recently had the privilege of being apart of my brothers wedding. Before that day I had neither met nor interacted with his bride. But after seeing them together it occurred to me that all that I was fretting about didn’t matter at all. He was smitten. The only thing missing was Cupid’s arrow sticking out of his posterior. Between his goofy smile and her adoring eyes, it was evident that these two would be together for quite a while.
And with that I bring my rant to an end. I welcome my new sister in law with a bone-crushing hug she might now be used to- it’s great that you’ve found that one special someone to annoy you for the rest of your life. I leave the happy couple with the following words:
“We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness–and call it love–true love.”
– Robert Fulghum, True Love