Being Married

There's popular proverb in Hindi "Shaadi ek dilli ka laddu, jo khaya woh pastaya, jo nehi khaya woh pastaya..". After being married for almost six months, I am still confused about my own status in this regard.

Nothing comes easy in life. So is marriage. And if you'll look into the sides of a typical Indian marriage, things are too far complicated. It's just a labyrinth of kinship. When two people get married, they involve at least a thousand people on both the sides. It's just not an easy matter for them, neither for the couples nor for the parents, the relatives, the event managers et al. Making it a ceremonious affair is more about the status than joy. Once the marriage is over, those one thousand people, the guy who danced in the baaraat, the guy who served in the feast, the girl who prepared the garland simply forget the couple. Nobody really bothers whether they are leaving a happy life or not.

Ergo, post marriage life is all about the struggle of two people to build a unified contained world where they can easily breath. Irrespective of whoever they are, they learn to be happy with whatever they have, wherever they are. It's a lot about sacrifices, compromises for each other and moreover a mutual understanding between two very different personalities.

If I say, I am happy with my marriage I will be lying.

Let me not be a Hypocrite.

If I declare "Now I am lying", I am lying or telling the truth…. ???

Paradox….

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Life for a techie does not move beyond that. Whatever great software you develop, you always play around those things or variants of them. Sending, receiving, wrapping, unwrapping, encoding, decoding, parsing, generating, displaying, entering.. huh... anything else ? Hope all typical actions of a software are covered. We junk ( I love to call it joonk ) s slash w space E R dots do no great things, but paid handsomely. Sometimes I wonder, how come my company pays me for this junk piece of code I am writing.

When I first touched Computer, I thought this and only this should be my career. This is such a great job. Programming a rotating flower in BASIC gave me the joy I never had since then. And the Rest is history ( of course for me, my friends and closed ones ).

All my interest died when things became too much monotonus, doing the same things again and again. what keep on changing are specs, requirements, platforms, toos, languages, bosses, companies, teams, colleagues but inside I will be still playing with strings and bytes making fool of myself.

It's a curse that I am carrying being a techie..

~Swarup

jealousy...

Well.. my first step to blogging. Just learning the ABCs of this new culture. I feel, I became a late comer. Never in my career I've been late for anything ( except few ). There's a nice oriya proverb "Ghore no poshunu chalo baji lani" which means "hitting the door before entering the house" ( any better translation..there should be .. I guess ). And here I am, again discovering that guy of whom I will be jealous forever.

The fault of that guy.. He bears my name.

Way back in Jan 1997 when I first created my yahoo account, I couldn't get the user id "swarup" then came the gmail, again the same thing. To my utter disappointment today again I couldn't get the swarup.blogspot.com URL. That Swarup guy, it seems technogically far advanced than me and I have never been able to catch him in the race. I wish him a very Happy New Year.

I dont find anything wrong with myself If I am jealous of that guy. Think positive. had man not be jealous of bird, he would not have invented the aeroplane.

High time dear Swarup. The domain name swarup.com is still available for sale, its time I should arrange some money..

Friends.. are you listening.. I need some credit..

~Swarup