Shaadi Ka Laddoo

“Shaadi Ka Laddoo”, its a bitter-sweet dessert, the dish which everyone wants to eat or try at least once in life and even if anyone doesn’t wants to, then also he or she has to eat it. So you don’t have any choice unless you are very dominant on your family but only to a certain period. Early or later everyone has to try and should try it because ‘one should try everything at least once in life’ whether it is something bad or good.

And it turns out to be good or bad for you it’s your destiny no one can be completely responsible for the fruit because you yourself are the gardener and it is in your hands what you make it or break it.

And if you want to eat the ‘Laddoo’ then either you will make it yourself or if you are not able to do so, your family will make the dish for you. But I think one should make it himself or herself according to their tastes and preferences, and if you don’t make it yourself and let your family do the honors for you. Then either you would be happy with the ingredients and will happily eat it. But in case you don’t, then you will blame your family whole your life for the wrong Laddoo choice, so it is better to choose your own Laddoo and be satisfied with your choice, rather than blaming your family.

But sometimes it happens that we choose our Laddoo and our family doesn’t want us to eat it, either because their culture and custom doesn’t allow it or they are afraid of what society will think and say about it. Someone has very rightly said it “sabse bada hai rog kya kahenge log” (the biggest disease is what will people say).

But I never understood how come parents can compromise with their kid’s whole life happiness over the society’s usual gossip. People never come to anyone’s help if something unfortunate happens but still family care about what will people say.  For the society marriage is a free party to enjoy, eat and gossip about others. But it is the couple who have to live with it till they die.

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I think love marriage and arranged marriage is like suicide and murder, respectively. In love marriage we jump into the well with our own choice and happiness, thus suicide (khudkhushi). While in arranged marriage our family and relatives push us into the well, thus a planned murder (sochi samjhi saazish). In both the cases you die and enter into the hell :P.

In either of the case the couple has to make the compromises to continue the marriage with a slow pace and in India, the girl is expected to make more compromises than the boy. Thus I feel for me it is a total suicide, love or arranged it is still marriage.  I will have to leave my old lifestyle and adapt the new one according to others (Huh.. my not so liberated freedom will also be lost :( :P).

PS:- This is my entry for Love Marriage ya Arranged Marriage! contest on IndiBlogger which is organized by Sony Entertainment Television and IndiBlogger team.

It is the new show started on Sony Entertainment Television with the most debated topic "Love Marriage vs. Arranged Marriage". To know more about the show click here.

Blogging - an idea discovered and evolving

I never had any idea about what blogs are till the day my friend told me about it and encouraged me to start a blog and write something to spend my spare time. Then I had a thought about it and I was so confident “yeah dude I can also write.”

Then the other day at 2.30 am I was tired of turning on my bed because of my insomniac habit, I decided to start my laptop and open a blog, but then I realized I have no idea what I will write on it so it was difficult to choose a name for it which will match its content. I thought about it till I was not bored of thinking while I searched some blogs with dear Google, who knows everything and I found some very good blogs which had awesome contents and I thought “am I again going to do something just to make myself feel like a fool in the end?”

My lazy brain’s lazy horses were running for almost 30 minutes and gave me this idea to name it “The Virtual Life” after all its virtual thing I will be writing about my real life on this virtual world and I thought “hmm.. not a bad idea.” And finally I created it with this name but after sometime the lazy horses again started walking with more slower speed and said “it could have been more better” and I shouted back “just shut up you idiot don’t waste your already finished energy and my precious time.”

So that’s how this blog got its name and our generous friend Google even offered me to “Let search engines find your blog?” and I said “Yeah, why not you are the one and only friend of mine.” I know no body is interested in knowing how I started blogging, why I started or how my blog got it's name? But still I am posting about it because I have nothing else to blog about so if you are feeling that you are wasting your time reading this, then I would say you are right and you can stop here and continue your important work (which you do not have I know that is why you are still reading :D).

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Then after gathering all the courage I posted few posts on it and I realized I am the only one visiting my blog and reading it. I got bored of it and thought “if I am the only one to read it then what is the need of writing and wasting my time (I am the busiest person on earth even Mr. Obama cannot beat me in this) in posting it on this stupid blog I already know everything.”

And for almost a period of two years I left this blogging thing with only 1-2 posts in 4-5 months and said “it’s not my cup of tea.” But then came my Messiah (and of many of yours too I know), the generous Indiblogger which said to me “We Blog, Therefore We Are” and gave me the honor of adding the badge of IndiWriter to my blog and I starts blushing when I read that word ‘Writer’ on my blog (though deep down in my heart I know it doesn’t make me any writer or anything, it is just for satisfying and sympathizing the poor bloggers like me). And I started posting a bit frequently than before things like poems which seldom rhymes and showcasing my poor photography skills which are clicked sometimes by God grace at the right time with right angle or shot.

But I am happy with this blogging thing now only because of the great IndiBlogger, as now I am not the only one wasting my time in writing these posts and reading it, but there are few others too who visit my blog and sometimes leave some good comments. And I thank all those generous members of IndiBlogger and some others too who visit my blog and waste their time in reading it, sincerely I am grateful to you all keep doing this and I will be thankful always (I know you don’t want me to only thankful and grateful, don’t worry I will also visit your blogs and comment too :D). 

By the way, you can also add your comments below and sometimes I take comments as comments (which literary means criticism) so it is not necessary that you add a compliment I also appreciate critics wholeheartedly. I knew you will read it till the end that is why I continued blabbing now you can post your comment below, its enough for today.