'Fast' Sequel

I did not realise how right Rikhi is about reading Mahabharata. I seem to get into trouble faster! Aparna was quick to react with a comment (see it in my blog 'why to fast' ) and was kind enough to suggest one more blog wherein I could make amends! She also spoke of a 'perfect guy'. I know she has her list of qualities for this perfect guy and the one I remember is that he should 'listen'. So, here I am trying to be the perfect uncle! I have not forgotten that she is the first teenager 'Rao' to treat me for a dinner! ( You see I am learning to be careful here!)

Curiously around the same time, Seema sent me a story about a 'Husband' store in New York city and the qualities of these guys available at the store are unreal. (These men have jobs, love the Lord, love kids, are 'drop-dead' gorgeous, help with the housework, and have a strong romantic streak). Talk about coincidences! It is now up to Aparna and her friends to add to the list! In these modern times ( Did I hear someone say Kaliyug!) even a guy would go on fast or whatever for a woman with these qualities or may be even less.

My idea that men/women should go on a fast for a good wife/husband is already creating controversies. I was visiting a friend and there was an argument brewing about what would have happened if one or the other had gone on fast!

Sethu also had a surprising question: 'A religio-mythological technicality - what is the Vaishnavite equivalent of fasting to appease Shiva? Or is OK to pray to Shiva for such earthly matters :-) . This really is getting into deeper waters. However, the division between Shaivites and Vaishnavaites is not so serious as it was probably during my grand mother's time.
My only comment is that Sethu is too modest! Does he not know that a Vaishnavite boy is god's gift to womenkind. It is no earthly matter and they better seek blessings by fasting, penance on all auspicious days whether it is Shivaratri or Ekadashi.

Let us go back in time. I remember talking to this girl on a train journey years ago. She had just graduated and I asked her what next. She said that her parents were looking for a match for her. Those were less complicated times. Post graduation for girls was generations ahead! I asked her if she had any expectations for her would be husband. You know how we exchange confidences on the train. She really pleased me with her answer. She said, he must be healthy, pleasant and should earn a good salary. You know how in India, fair and lovely or handsome is a must! But for her it was not a priority. She did not mind if the guy was dark. I thought what a sensible girl and wished her all the best as we parted at the station!


Aditi Rao said…
Hi Uncle! I thought I should make my presence felt on this site, considering I'm starting to feature a couple of times on your famous blog! First of all, let's make it official that you are my 'favorite' as well! And one day when I have money in this city, I will become the 2nd Rao (well, not teenager anymore!) to treat you to dinner!
And I add that people seem to be missing out on the number one priority in this 'man hunt'--the yacht on Lake Geneva!! someone who listens, cares, all that stuff is very peripheral. Once someone has a yacht on Lake Geneva, they will suddenly seem very caring, thoughtful, a great listener and the like! :)
Hi Nidhi Uncle,
Where was Tara aunty when you were prospecting for this girl on the train?
I love our religion - the gods offer a ready answer for any dilemma in life. For now I am praying to Ganesha that I have a good meeting with the boss tomorrow!
Aparna said…
Hi Uncle, in answer to your question on the perfect guy, all I can say is that the definition of the "perfect guy" sure does change with time. I remember in school, as long as the guy was popular and good looking, everything else was peripheral. Today, the focus, especially for women today, is whether the man will support you through all your endeavours.I think this is all the more relevant today with most of us having ambitious career plans (except on Monday mornings) as well as balancing a family life. Of course, if he can cook, then I say grab him before he runs and everything else can wait! And of course, sense of humour is a big must, at least for me. After all, he does have to laugh at the jokes cracked by the 'infamous' tennis group right?! :)
Anonymous said…
Hi All,
How do you think I got Nidhi Uncle? By FASTING!!
All the maharashtrian girls at the Fergusson college girls' hostel fasted during 'Hartalka'- around Shivratri time and I promptly followed suit! Would it have been different had I not fasted?? And now Nidhi uncle says he is fasting as he has to have a less salt diet to please me!-Tara
Sriram said…
I am not being politically correct here, but perhaps the main reason that I got married was so that I didn't have to fast! A relative made a snide comment when I went to their house with my wife after marriage, asking whether she knew how to cook! My answer was that if she doesn't, then both of us would have to fast, and that immediately shut down that line of questioning. Even after two decades of marriage, Indu is clinging to the hope that I will eventualy learn to cook, might be a post-retirement (voluntary or forced) activity.
Anonymous said…
I am compelled to add to the list of comments to the "Fasting" blog, even though I have been slow at it...
The "Marriage and Groom" is referred to in a Sanskrit Subhashitha and it is:

Kanya Varayathe ROOPAM
Bhandhavaaha KULAM ichhanthi
MRUSTAANNAM ithare Jannaha.
The Bride would want a "Handsome" person.
Bride's mother - A wealthy one (knowing what she must have suffered with the father of the Girl..)
Father looks for a Groom to be well read and educated (God knows - for what?)
The relatives expect the Groom to hail from a” respected FAMILY" (The Don Corleone style)
Well, the rest of the people expect a good food out a marriage
- Mohan

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