The Next Next Step

I don't know why I am doing this now, writing all this up on a blog. Maybe the old mischievous me is back and up to something. I am not a centralized and organized blogger. my scribbling are mashed up in notebooks, on my facebook wall and this.

So, now like the soap operas my story takes a leap of 10 days and we are on that 10th day. Also, today is a working day and I have got college to attend and today is also the day the groom comes. Ummi is leaving the next day and the he just landed the day before, so it had to be crammed in this one day. Like any other day I went to college, but at 12 my bro calls and tells me that they reached Trissur and that I have to reach fast. So I bunk the 4th hour and go home.(Well, I am sure since it was environmental law somebody would have called proxy for me) And the task of dressing up begins.

Now flashback, through those 10 days what I was feeling was real creepy. My friends say I was excited. My family says I was all freaked out. Me -- I say I have nooooo idea. I had a lot of messed up feelings. If I get rejected for being ssoooo huge, the scary time of food torture will come. And on the top of that, due to a stupid allergy I started getting pimples. Allah !!! I could get rejected because I was fat, and that was bearable (Life taught me that), but getting rejected coz of some stupid allergy pimples is an unbearable fact. But that day it kinda subsided. On the top of all this, I had my own list of things to ask and the conditions on which I shall reject.(don't everybody have that :)) I love my Baps and my darling Ummi for that utter freedom of choosing. To be truthful, I didn't expect them to be this liberal and progressive. They are the best. So my conditions were really funny and weird. And I had to check the compatibility in just a few minutes of talking (Allah!!! such a huge task in such a short time)

So, back on that day, they reached really late, and there was butterflies in my stomach. 2 reasons- one I was dead hungry and other I was tensed. They reached and had lunch and after that there was a commotion. I adjusted my shawl and was moving forward when my grandma tucked it from the back and said it wasn't straight and then one of my aunts tucked it on the side saying that it wasn't proper there. All this leads to my entire shawl coming off and me turning back and running to the room, but my way was blocked by the group of relatives. So then, I stand and breathe, adjust my shawl and then walk straight. Mind you, all this is happening while I am taking my baby steps from the room to the hall. So then after I am shoved inside the room, all these aunties, grandma and Rukku leaves... And they go and have lunch. Yeah yeah... Nobody asked me if I was hungry. Well, at that point I didn't care, but I am sure my poor stomach did.

SO the talk officially begins and I don't know why I was smiling like a total fool. (yea my friends keep saying tension makes me blabber and smile... a lot ... a lot and a lot... ) After that we start talking, well the truth is I couldn't hear most of the things and I had to ask him to repeat. This kept happening. There was the renovation work upstairs and the stupid African Guinea was making a lot of noise. I was tensed, yes its true, but it was more frustrated because I was making a complete fool of myself asking him to repeat. So I finished and ran out real fast. But since my most important condition was fulfilled, 90% of me wanted to know more. My Condition was this(I never told this to anyone before, coz I kinda knew their reactions) - Since his family had already seen me, I wanted this person to say he is okay or nor okay to me or someone, before he left my house. Well, somewhere in the conversation, of which I heard some bits ( I am sure I heard most of them right) he said he was okay with this.

After that I ran and had food, it wasn't because I was hungry, it was because that was the only thing to do. All the ladies were there eating. If I had gone to the room they would have followed, I am sure. So that was the only appropriate thing to do.

It was during the process of staring at my plate and drawing designs that I freaked out completely, Allah!!! I haven't talked to him properly. And then I hear Hassainar Uncle call from the verendah ... Ruksiyee they are leaving.... and then I freaked out big time. I jumped up from my seat and ran to the room and then Rukku followed. Looking at my face Ummi guessed something was wrong. So she came running. I was in the verge of tears.. and I said, I didn't hear anything he said. (yeah, a lil bit of exaggeration there) , and now Ummi started freaking, and Rukku too, now they went and told him that I wanted to talk again. I have absolutely no clue what was going through the mind of all those present there, because it isn't conventional for a girl to ask for another meeting. So this time I bombarded him with questions and still missed out many. But don't know why even with all those missing questions and answers missing, I felt fine with it.

After making a big fool of myself, I felt comfortable and then it was all okay, and when I was leaving the room, everyone in this world should have seen my grandmother's face.