Pondering on Purpose - Part 2

As I mentioned in the first post of this series, I'm not against marriage. It would not be so bad. In fact it would be quite nice: to have someone all to yourself; your companion and confidant for life; your best friend, your shoulder to lean on, your strength, our support, your partner in everything. Someone to laugh with, cry with, hug, kiss, cuddle, come home to, sleep with, wake up to, have children with, share everything with. Someone to look out for you and take care of you; someone to dine with and watch movies with and discuss the world with. Someone to argue with, vent frustrations on, yet love boundlessly. Someone to call your very own who knows you in ways no one else ever could.

Looking at married friends' photos on Facebook, I imagine myself like that: decked in red and gold finery from head to toe, hands patterned with intricate mehendi, eyes and smile bright, face made-up for the first time, hair elegantly fastened, for once, - the most beautiful girl around.

I imagine photo frames on the mantelpiece of a future home, holding pictures of him and I, our arms around each other, our faces alight. Us, with our children, an adorable boy and girl. Us, on holiday together, at beaches and hill stations and popular cities. Us, growing old together, as one entity.

I imagine what his voice would sound like, and how the corners of his eyes would crinkle when he'd smile. I imagine his scent and the feel of his skin. He is not faceless, this guy I imagine; he is a picture perfect product of my mind, someone impossible to find in real life, but I do hope that whoever I get is at least a little similar.

Ah yes, marriage would not be bad at all. Even an arranged one, I suppose. I used to find that idea quite ridiculous until very recently but my mindset is changing nowadays. I mean, who knows, I could find my soul mate in the whole tiring process of dressing up and making tea for an n number of guys who come to check me out.

Or not.

It's all upon fate I guess. I don't know whether I will marry or not, because come what may, I will never marry as a compromise or for something other than love. I do know what I surely WILL do in life, though, which will come in the next post.

P.S. One thing I really wonder about is whether I'll wear my glasses on my wedding day. I am nearly blind without them and I CANNOT wear contacts, so whatever shall I do?

P.P.S. I cannot find a single picture on Google of a blonde in Indian bridal attire. Guess I'll be one in a million. ;)

P.P.P.S.Do you like my new template? Of course you do! But I think I may get bored of the stark white very soon. Anyways, an important announcement, my dear friend Jaspreet who blogs at Images has found that THIS GIRL is copying her poems and posting them as her own. Despite repeated attempts to get her to stop, this sorry soul continues to copy. Do let me know if you have suggestions what can be done to help stop this. Thanks!