"this was my first international flight"...a few words that encapsulate a world of meaning...
written by someone i only barely know...
and they got me thinking...
Where we have been defines a lot. In fact, the recognition that we havent been somewhere
cements that awareness.
Shes fairly young...pretty even...and very much married.
and the last thing is what gave her access to things only dreamt of.
So does marriage to someone more economically sound make sense?
(remember 'more'...presuming you have enough to fill your stomach)
Always believed, dont marry too below or above you...(traditionalist view)
Or bear your inevitable discomfort.
When i heard of the match i felt sorry for her. (theres an obvious age difference)
Spent a few mins discussing the 'sad event'
with mum...Mum didnt share my pessimistic view.
Guess who had the last laugh.
I figured marriage was about finding your soulmate. Conceded its a romanticised view.
But its the one thing i continue to hold on to.
No space for religion or caste. But it seems class does matter.
So does your soulmate HAVE to come with a bank balance as healthy as yours?
Probably not.
Am in no hurry to settle down (thinking maybe 8-10 years from now)
Dont see Mr. Rigggh rearing his head anytime soon.
A lil depressing yet comforting.
Some Mr. Rigggh Now's though. Contemplated wasting my time.
Rejected it subsequently. Career matters far more than instant gratification of the intellect.
Honestly, all i seem to expect from Mr R is that he be an intellectual equal.
And i dont mean him sprouting sonnets. Just a 'resonance in thoughts' if you please.
Someone who i can bounce ideas off and enjoy being with.
and naturally, feelings reciprocated. (given)
How i've trailed off.
Gonna go and spend some time with mum dad.
Been a while.
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