I still remember the day I’ve seen his picture on our desktop at home....it was juz casually saved on the desktop..and i was curious about it as desktop at home always has this pics of surgeries….and ended up clicking it...and it revealed the picture...picture of the person who is now enjoying the punishment( may be cursing the day he decided to send the pic to my dad's mail).....
After initial assessment, i shouted for my mom who came and told me his details.... After few days dad went to meet his parents.....he liked them and esp he liked him as he had this moustache...yet i was not sure...since all i wanted was to fly away....my dreams then were about doing Masters in Electronics and the Phd in Digital circuits....and a care free life without any jhanjhat...yeah a husband figure should be there but i wanted my freedom....
Anyway then came my transfer to hyderabad...and at that time for the first time my picture was sent to his family.....i mean that was the first time my parents actually sent my pic for the marriage proposal...and it was not that special pic taken by a skilled photographer in a traditional saree...with that dreamy look in my eyes.....in fact it is a pic of me in a white saree holding a bunch of roses with all excitement in my eyes....and after we sent the pic..his dad called up to tell my dad that they will come to our place to see me. I was adamant saying NO...and finally agreed to meet them.
After few days a call came from his dad again saying that he is down with Viral fever...and then the hungama started...Mom,dad,sis,b-i-l,bro everyone started teasing me saying that as soon as he saw my pic he got Viral fever and if he meet me then he will surely get a heart attack....
Anyway the dreaded day came.....one cloudy afternoon in September… when i was shouting "You akka...you are not allowing me to go out atleast...bring me some water" at my elder sis...i came to know that my in-laws and he entered our house.....
There went the first impression...
being a loud mouth...i was literally shouting at my sis to get me some water and how i dont like this traditional match making!!!
Anyway...after few snacks, coffee.....my dad called me...I went and sat next to my dad facing my in-laws and him...
Just a single glance at him cleared all the doubts I had about his looks….then my in laws started asking me questions like….Where did u do ur Btech?, How I liked Hyderabad Infosys compared to Bangalore etcetc…all the time I was lil tensed as if they are taking my interview and the room was filled with that particular tension…everyone are serious and I am just answering those few questions…and suddenly I wanted to laugh out loud….
And I forgot to mention that all this while he was smiling at me and signaling through his eyes not to worry ( The point to be mentioned here is…my aunt who was there at that time asked my mom if I’ve known the guy before )
After some strained silence…my dad asked me if I would like to speak with him alone…to which both of us said yes….and I expected them to leave the room....but my m-i-l came to me and asked me to sit and gave me the flowers and fruits which I’ve learnt later is the indicator to let us know that they liked me. After few minutes both of us were given time to speak…we were seated in our hall and all the other females in a bedroom and dad,uncles settled in drawing room.
Eventually we started speaking about few things like…what domain we are working on, where we are staying in Hyderabad( he in maredpally and me at kukatpally)…and he worked in Bangalore for 3years in so…talks turned into the city darshan of Bangalore…places we visited, we stayed etcetc.
After 10 mins my Sis came and asked us if we want some coffee… he said yes and I said NO….as I didn’t wanted to trouble my stomach….yeah I could feel the butterflies in my stomach at that time….as soon as the coffee came….he sipped it and declared that he cannot say No to a cup of coffee at any point of time….
Then the actual chatter started…we discussed about the different types of coffees we’ve tasted, discovered a mutual love for CCD and Tropical Iceberg and how right amount of coffee powder missed with milk gives us that exhilarating mood…how we cant survive without few cups of coffee a day….and how a coffee in the morning awakens the mood….and the good CCD’s where we can spend time without bothering about anything else………..obviously both of us loveeeeeeeeeee COFFEE
And trust me we chatted about the coffee for the next 45 minutes….and we were still discussing about Mochachillo when my dad came and asked us if we are done with our talks………..
Much to our dismay we’ve realized that all we spoke is just about the COFFEE….not about our career, our lives and all those important things…..and it would look odd if we ask for more time to discuss about these things and I was quite confident that no one were eavesdropping on our talks....so they would not know that we spoke about coffee instead of discussing about something else……
But the point I forgot is thanks to my loud mouth….I was literally shouting, screaming about the best places to have coffee and it is audible to all the people in the surroundings….
After they left....we had a small discussion about my wasting time sepaking about coffee instead of knowing him better ..............................after 14 days they've ringed up my dad to know if we are intrested in thier alliance....and also if it would be ok with my parents if hemeets me again....since i've asked my dad to give me one more chance to interact with him to know him better...my dad said OK....and then on Oct 1st we met again....in a coffee day @ banjarahills....and ended up speakng for 3 more hours under the surveillance of my sis,b-i-l and my bro...who were sitting in the lounge where as we preferred to sit outside......
In that way….i OWE my life to my parents and also the COFFEE as it helped me in choosing the best husband in the world for me
After initial assessment, i shouted for my mom who came and told me his details.... After few days dad went to meet his parents.....he liked them and esp he liked him as he had this moustache...yet i was not sure...since all i wanted was to fly away....my dreams then were about doing Masters in Electronics and the Phd in Digital circuits....and a care free life without any jhanjhat...yeah a husband figure should be there but i wanted my freedom....
Anyway then came my transfer to hyderabad...and at that time for the first time my picture was sent to his family.....i mean that was the first time my parents actually sent my pic for the marriage proposal...and it was not that special pic taken by a skilled photographer in a traditional saree...with that dreamy look in my eyes.....in fact it is a pic of me in a white saree holding a bunch of roses with all excitement in my eyes....and after we sent the pic..his dad called up to tell my dad that they will come to our place to see me. I was adamant saying NO...and finally agreed to meet them.
After few days a call came from his dad again saying that he is down with Viral fever...and then the hungama started...Mom,dad,sis,b-i-l,bro everyone started teasing me saying that as soon as he saw my pic he got Viral fever and if he meet me then he will surely get a heart attack....
Anyway the dreaded day came.....one cloudy afternoon in September… when i was shouting "You akka...you are not allowing me to go out atleast...bring me some water" at my elder sis...i came to know that my in-laws and he entered our house.....
There went the first impression...
being a loud mouth...i was literally shouting at my sis to get me some water and how i dont like this traditional match making!!!
Anyway...after few snacks, coffee.....my dad called me...I went and sat next to my dad facing my in-laws and him...
Just a single glance at him cleared all the doubts I had about his looks….then my in laws started asking me questions like….Where did u do ur Btech?, How I liked Hyderabad Infosys compared to Bangalore etcetc…all the time I was lil tensed as if they are taking my interview and the room was filled with that particular tension…everyone are serious and I am just answering those few questions…and suddenly I wanted to laugh out loud….
And I forgot to mention that all this while he was smiling at me and signaling through his eyes not to worry ( The point to be mentioned here is…my aunt who was there at that time asked my mom if I’ve known the guy before )
After some strained silence…my dad asked me if I would like to speak with him alone…to which both of us said yes….and I expected them to leave the room....but my m-i-l came to me and asked me to sit and gave me the flowers and fruits which I’ve learnt later is the indicator to let us know that they liked me. After few minutes both of us were given time to speak…we were seated in our hall and all the other females in a bedroom and dad,uncles settled in drawing room.
Eventually we started speaking about few things like…what domain we are working on, where we are staying in Hyderabad( he in maredpally and me at kukatpally)…and he worked in Bangalore for 3years in so…talks turned into the city darshan of Bangalore…places we visited, we stayed etcetc.
After 10 mins my Sis came and asked us if we want some coffee… he said yes and I said NO….as I didn’t wanted to trouble my stomach….yeah I could feel the butterflies in my stomach at that time….as soon as the coffee came….he sipped it and declared that he cannot say No to a cup of coffee at any point of time….
Then the actual chatter started…we discussed about the different types of coffees we’ve tasted, discovered a mutual love for CCD and Tropical Iceberg and how right amount of coffee powder missed with milk gives us that exhilarating mood…how we cant survive without few cups of coffee a day….and how a coffee in the morning awakens the mood….and the good CCD’s where we can spend time without bothering about anything else………..obviously both of us loveeeeeeeeeee COFFEE
And trust me we chatted about the coffee for the next 45 minutes….and we were still discussing about Mochachillo when my dad came and asked us if we are done with our talks………..
Much to our dismay we’ve realized that all we spoke is just about the COFFEE….not about our career, our lives and all those important things…..and it would look odd if we ask for more time to discuss about these things and I was quite confident that no one were eavesdropping on our talks....so they would not know that we spoke about coffee instead of discussing about something else……
But the point I forgot is thanks to my loud mouth….I was literally shouting, screaming about the best places to have coffee and it is audible to all the people in the surroundings….
After they left....we had a small discussion about my wasting time sepaking about coffee instead of knowing him better ..............................after 14 days they've ringed up my dad to know if we are intrested in thier alliance....and also if it would be ok with my parents if hemeets me again....since i've asked my dad to give me one more chance to interact with him to know him better...my dad said OK....and then on Oct 1st we met again....in a coffee day @ banjarahills....and ended up speakng for 3 more hours under the surveillance of my sis,b-i-l and my bro...who were sitting in the lounge where as we preferred to sit outside......
In that way….i OWE my life to my parents and also the COFFEE as it helped me in choosing the best husband in the world for me
6 comments:
Anaganaga oka roju... anukokunda oka roju start aina ooo prayanam (moodu mulla ki saripoda moodu cinema perlu) Jug Jug jiyo :)
though i have read the same in infy blogs it is very nice reading it again...... arranged marriage also so special is it?
Bindakka, really awesome.... i need to accept the way how you have explained the whole situation i can say that i witness the situation...
Enjoy the married life... and pass on my wishes to babai...
Vamma entha opika....! Oka chinna mail rayadanike opika undadu naku.... mothaniki bagundi
I know few things which are not included here :)
LOL .... The title for this post should have been "COFFEE with RAVI". Nice details though :)
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