Marriage: the Institutional Arrangement...Part 2

I guess getting married is a process colored by so many mixed emotions that a single blog post cannot capture it. I made an attempt to capture some of the substantial fears that I confronted before the process begun, here I attempt to capture the journey through which it finally happened.

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So it happened, 
The meeting that was meant, 
To make us decide our lives' bends - 

Did everything that we were advised not to,
Shared dark stories that few were known to...
Broke the images that were created of us,
Opened up in a way unimaginable even to us...

said Yes, without quite knowing why,
Just knew - we can be friends if we try...

It was indeed an adventure of the highest sort,
Felt we'll find the way that both sought...

In the celebrations that followed, 
our fears were drowned,
In laughter's noise from our loved ones around...

What followed it was what precedes for most,
We spent nights talking through the Mussourie frost,
Discussed everything big and small,
Saw our worries and our fears fall...

Got engaged in due course of time,
In our minds we were going out since a long time,
We knew by now we were meant to be, 
Life will unfold as through each others' eyes we'll see...

...How we wished to get married then and there,
The courtship period seemed too long to bear...

Can't tell you when it happened,
That the child within found its loved one...

Long forgotten were its cries for freedom, 
As it eagerly awaited the day of union... :) 

Marriage: the Institutional Arrangement...Part 1

This is something I wrote on 2nd February, 2013.

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They say i have topped the social chasm
They say this is the  next step

The apt step;
Immune to procrastination
The step that leads to collective orgasm

But how shall i show them as vividly as i see
How crucial it is for me to be free
To fly like an eagle in the sky
Without any care for the crying boy

The only delay mechanism i own
Is the reason that is all known
That i may have reached the end of the room
Yet,
It needs psychological grooming to be a groom

I come to meet the one,
The one to bond,
My socially short-listed, numerological match
Of this life and those beyond...

I don't know what i shall say to thee,
How do i judge or how do i flee?

What game is it, please let me know
How do i sense which line to tow!

How do i tell you what needs to be told
Yet squeeze it into a digestible mould

Here is what i thought of it-
It may be apt, it may be fit
 it's not an adventure in my personal fold

But,Now i see what wasn't told...

It's about offering myself and the child within
To someone whom i have never seen

What a precarious game these societies play
It makes me shiver in the day...

How can i assure this little one its peace
Where will  life's surety be?

Maybe, this life is not meant to be sure
Its just an endless journey to the elusive shore

Aah! 
I need to forget these fears and the glooms they pour,
And reach out to discover that shore!
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