Diary excerpts of a single boy

Each day, I am bombarded with the same question. Apart from family, even colleagues and friends keep irritating me now.
It’s reached its peak actually. The eternal question, “When aren’t you getting married?” Hello! Why don’t they understand? Is it necessary that every guy in this world has to get married? I really don’t think so. I want to stay happy. Well, that’s what my married friends say I am. They don’t quite relish the fact that someone their age is still happy. The wives are jealous as their husbands are able to hang out with their single friend and bitch about their wives. The husbands are plain jealous, period.

I am 30 and still unmarried. Yes, society has made its own rules. But for me, it’s my life. I won’t be bogged down with pressure. So what if most of my friends are married and some are even going to have children? I don’t see myself going down that path.

My parents, well, they don’t understand me. Having a girl friend is never good enough for them. For some reason beyond my understanding, they also want me to be settled and have my own life. How on earth, is earning for a wife and kids going to help me have my own life? Am I paranoid of additional responsibilities? Though I believe that I would marry someone who I want to be with the rest of my life, an arranged marriage is just out of the question.

I am someone who can’t really understand how people can bet their lives on someone they’ve barely met or known. The idea itself horrifies me. It’s like jumping in a well with a stone tied to your leg. Immediate Death is imminent. The idea that your parents help you in the process is evidence enough that they are partners in this crime.

Moreover, the idea of judging the other person by her looks, brain, height and education is something that I am unable to understand. Am I looking for a life partner or a piece of furniture that I can display and please my family/relatives with? Obviously, I am looking for love to happen. But for that I have to find the one that rings a bell in my head. It’s not that I haven’t thought about marriage.


So let’s just wait and see what is in store for me, Love Actually or Shit Happens!