Pudina Flavour
Penned on 2nd February 2015
On Sunday I was walking towards the platform to board a train. I was
barely aware of walking towards the ladies' coach. If I meet somebody
I knew, would I ever say that I'm getting married? Would I be as excited about expressing this as I've seen people to be. I spotted a girl eating Fun Flips on the platform. I wish I could give up my
own strict adherence to metro rules and rip open the Peppy packet in my
bag to set myself a-munching. Would I ever mention that I'm going to get married unless I absolutely have to, say when inviting the said addressee? Why ARE people excited about this phenomenon, anyway? Something that changes your life beyond recognition? Why do people marry at all! That was when I recalled one of the funniest yet most logical explanations of why the institution of marriage was put into
place that I'd heard in a lecture. I almost chuckled to myself when I
saw that the face of the girl eating Fun Flips looked familiar. Pudina
flavour. "Hi!" she said emphatically. A junior from school, we hadn't been on the best of terms, something about lent schoolbooks and them being sold by the borrower... She offered me the packet, I took two. She was with her mother. She had done bba, mba, just started working in Gurgaon, was going to shop. For? "Actually, I'm getting married! So..", she said, with the broadest of grins, charting a quarter of a circle with a shoed toe on the platform floor. That was when I happened to see a ridiculously large, crown-shaped ring. It didn't look like
resting on a finger but like a spider poised on the back of her hand. Thankfully at that time, the train rumbled in. I mumbled 'congratulations', 'you carry on then', 'I'll read', and moved away, putting myself at as much distance from her as I politely could.
barely aware of walking towards the ladies' coach. If I meet somebody
I knew, would I ever say that I'm getting married? Would I be as excited about expressing this as I've seen people to be. I spotted a girl eating Fun Flips on the platform. I wish I could give up my
own strict adherence to metro rules and rip open the Peppy packet in my
bag to set myself a-munching. Would I ever mention that I'm going to get married unless I absolutely have to, say when inviting the said addressee? Why ARE people excited about this phenomenon, anyway? Something that changes your life beyond recognition? Why do people marry at all! That was when I recalled one of the funniest yet most logical explanations of why the institution of marriage was put into
place that I'd heard in a lecture. I almost chuckled to myself when I
saw that the face of the girl eating Fun Flips looked familiar. Pudina
flavour. "Hi!" she said emphatically. A junior from school, we hadn't been on the best of terms, something about lent schoolbooks and them being sold by the borrower... She offered me the packet, I took two. She was with her mother. She had done bba, mba, just started working in Gurgaon, was going to shop. For? "Actually, I'm getting married! So..", she said, with the broadest of grins, charting a quarter of a circle with a shoed toe on the platform floor. That was when I happened to see a ridiculously large, crown-shaped ring. It didn't look like
resting on a finger but like a spider poised on the back of her hand. Thankfully at that time, the train rumbled in. I mumbled 'congratulations', 'you carry on then', 'I'll read', and moved away, putting myself at as much distance from her as I politely could.
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