After 3-4 sessions, now my parents were comfortable with the idea of knowing each other on phone before meeting. So now the process got modified a bit. Now the parents pass on my phone number after initial screening procedure of bio-data. Technology plays better roles. It freed my father from taking many leaves from office and also from the load of coming to my city to meet the prospect every time. Also the flexibility to me to know the person better and then take a logical decision. Hence, phone conversations became important part of whole matrimonial process. Sometimes it used to be just a brief one time talk and sometimes long, with the assurance to talk again. In one such long conversation, I got terrified. The candidate was MBA from a well known reputed college in India. He was working in a mediocre firm at an average package, despite being from the best college in India. I was curious. Why?
He called me up in the evening. I was back from work and requested if we can chat in next 30 minutes. I freshened up fast, took a comfortable corner of my bed and called him exactly 30 minutes later. We started formal with the exchange of greetings. Progressing into the conversation, he told me about his two girlfriends. One of the girlfriends died in an accident and other got married to someone else. Due to these two incidences, he got emotionally disturbed and impacted his career. I got my answer. Agreed, such tragedies slow down the pace of life. There are so much sorrows in world. Evolving from these rough patches of life makes you learn the real meaning of life. Just awareness of such sorrows also change the perception of living life. It made me also think a lot about life. He was a fighter guy.
We were doing a serious conversation. He revealed, he is a good story teller and to lighten up the mood he narrated a story. The story goes.like this There was a boy who returned to his village after many years. After getting off from train, he took a bullock cart to his village. The bullock cart owner told that many nearby villages suffered drought few years back. Many people died in that drought and now many ghost stories are experienced. The boy never knew about it. He did not paid attention to ghost stories and only wished his parents to be safe. On reaching the village, he saw that there was no one in the village. He was scared. He prayed to God for his parent’s safety. He saw light coming from his house. He knocked the door. His mother opened the door. She screamed in surprise. The father came running towards the door. They were delighted to see their son after so long. The boy was happy too. Her mother prepared best of dishes for dinner. He was happy to taste home made mother food. After dinner, he asked his father, “Why there is no one in village? Have they gone anywhere?” Father told, “No Son, there was severe drought few years back. Everyone died in that drought. No one lives in this village now.” The son was sad to hear that and said,”I am happy you are safe and managed to survive.” To this father said,” Dear son, even we were not able to survive that drought. We also died.”
A big pause after the story. And after that I could hear a laugh from the other end of phone. PHEW! I can feel the goosebumps. It was scary. The guy narrated me a horror story. After few more talks, we bid goodbye. I was still sacred.
Because of that horror story, I could not move forward with this prospect. I counted it in a meeting because it was an interesting talk. World is full of interesting people. I met few of them.
More rendezvous to follow.
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