Kamini was standing in front of her mirror, dark black beautiful eyes, waist length black silky hair, sharp nose; she was famous by name of Indian beauty in her college. She holds an IIT degree working with WIPRO, learned classical music and katthak, but nothing she possess which can qualify her for selection as bride in today’s market.
After 6 rejections, Simmpi Bua’s constant suggestion of one month marriage diploma for kamini to change her looks and life style was finally welcomed by her mother.
Pum-Pum, Pum-Pum……..continuous horn of Simmpi Bua’s car wakes her from day dreams. She took her bag touched her mother’s and father’s feet and finally she was in car with Bua ji on the way to Bua’s home for her so called one month marriage diploma.
Bua: See Kamini, I want you to be happy in your life, a marriage can’t fetch you anything if you don’t know what exactly you want from your marriage. Your mother is a very simple woman, she never follows any trend and she brought you up as her mother brought her up. But gone are the days when boys wanted a wife, when wife was subject to live at home and take care of the family. Your father calls your mother “Grihlaxmi”, no boy desires for a “Grihlaxmi” now, they all want Laxmi to buy a Grih in which they have no time to live in. All of them fantasy for Aishwarya Rai.
(Both Kamini & Bua laughed on this)
Bua: Chalo pahoch gaye. You take rest in guest room; settle yourself today from tomorrow your marriage classes will begin.
AFTER ONE MONTH:
This was the day of declaration of result of marriage diploma classes of kamini. Once again she was standing in front of the same mirror of her room. She was ready for Mr. 7th , revising everything she learned in her marriage diploma classes.
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Mirror says: Indian dusky beauty has turned into properly toned corporate English lady with shoulder length bouncy hair, properly highlighted eyes with liner, kajal and mascara, lips properly lined with the liner and filled with lipstick, small studded artificial ear rings no other ornaments, Zara’s tight fit top, levis jeans heals and handbag.
Kamini realized that this marriage diploma has changed her like her rebirth. She remembered her parents and her preparation for Mr. 6th. Kamini in pink saari with gold jewellery , properly clipped long hair, bangles and mother supporting her every now and then.
Kamini- kamini, Maa’s voice wakes her, Abhishek(Mr. 7th) called he will meet you in R Mall.
Simmpi Bua: Ye kya bhabhi aap meri saari mehnat pe paani pher dengi. He is calling you? Kamini beta you call him back from your cell, tell him you are on the way, and take your father’s car. Remember all the answers, you look stunning, be polite and joyful. All the best beta!
Kamini: Thanks Bua! Bye Maa.
R-MALL- CAFÉ COFFEE DAY
Kamini: Hi!
Abhishek: Hello! Good to see you. What will you take? While waiting for you, I placed my order, you order something for yourself.
(Kamini smiled, went to order coffee for her and came back)
Abhishek: So, ask whatever you want to know about me? I am an open book.
Kamini: (Bua’s Voice: Open book= whatever you ask, he will not speak truth, will blur only what you will like to listen. So, don’t ask anything, to know him, we shall do our homework.) (with pleasant smile)
What have you ordered? Shall I bring your’s too?
Abhishek: Oh! No no, please not. Please excuse me for two minutes.
(Abhishek returned with both the coffees)
Kamini: Wow! We both ordered same coffee. Seems things can go easy between us. So, What are your expectations from your would be wife?
Abhishek: Nothing great. She shall live her own life and let me live mine. You say, working with WIPRO, an IIT pass out, drawing a great package and killer looks.
(Kamini Smiled confidently, Bua told her not to shy, now girls react when some one praise their beauty as they already knew how beautiful they are)
Why Arrange Marriage?
Kamini: Actually things didn’t went well with me and my boyfriend. He wanted me and I wanted something else from my life at that point of time. (Bua’s Voice: Never mention that till the age of 27 you were single, nobody will select a rejected piece, so to add value to your marriage profile lie about your relationship.)
Abhishek: Hmmmmm…. So what do you expect from your would be husband?
Kamini: (Bua’s voice: Thoughts should match) He shall live his own life and let me live my own.
(They both smiled on this Abhishek looks happier and impressed now)
Abhishek: Are you a party animal?
Kamini: (Bua’s voice: young india=kamao, udao aur kam pade to jyada kamao) I enjoy parties, but only if there’s no family obligations.
(Abhishek expressions says yes-yes sure-sure)
Kamini: By the way what’s your package?
(Bua told her even if you know his package then also ask him. Money is the only thing your husband can give you to keep you happy; he has sacrificed all his youth and principles to earn it. Let him boast about it.)
Abhishek: (with broad smile on his face) oh! Nothing great. Just sufficient to enjoy life with you on our sea face flat with no bills to worry about.
Kamini: (Finished her coffee, now this was the time to implement last lesson of marriage diploma, leave him early with some meeting excuse to ensure him you won’t bother him on his holidays to spend day with you as you have your own social links and obligations)
Abhishek , I am feeling awkward in saying this, I have a meeting with my property dealer today, this meeting I have been postponing since last two weeks due to other engagements. If you don’t mind shall I go for that now?
Abhishek: No, its alright. Work is always first. So, if you are ok with me, give me your words, so that all the functions can be arranged before my vacations end.
Kamini was nervous and sad, when actually she must be happy that finally someone selected Miss Rejection preference. She was thinking Abhishek said yes to their marriage or some marriage agreement, in which they will be living together in one house but living individually their own separate lives.
Kamini:(managed to reply with smile) Oh yes! Why not? Shall I crack this great news to my parents or will you take this privilege.
-By Nikita Singh
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