Another June 25 appears on the calendar and
yet another wait for the elusive 'surprise’ anniversary gift…Guess some
special days appears once every year to remind you of ages crossed, of times
spent, of relations ripened, of distances crossed in life’s myriad journeys. It’s
a sort of ‘status check’, a milestone realization..sometimes just a simple tick
in the box to count the years spent in each others’ company. And June 25 brings me fresh memories of a
monsoon wedding..of my ‘plunging’ moment headlong into something they call the ‘wedlock’…
Hmmm..wonder
why they term it the wedlock?? What exactly do we ‘lock’ ourselves into….A
heavy commitment that’s difficult to snap..A little ‘family fence’ of our own
creation..A few ground rules between two
individuals who were hitherto in two different ecosystems…Maybe it’s also a ‘lock’
to keep away your bachelorhood traits..your ‘single woman’ freedom..and many
more nicks and nacks that one cherishes
in your journey through corridors of childhood, adolescence and
adulthood.
Perhaps it also signifies the perfect ‘inter
lock’…two individuals who have to fit into each other into a perfect lock…one
cannot overlap the other…no ‘gaps’ and ‘spaces’ between the two..a perfect
complementary ‘twosome’!
But come this June 25 and our family
portrait carries a few changes…a few additional shades of grey..visible
maternity stretchmarks..and a little cherubic face beaming and bonding the two
of us….reminding us of our journey as ‘man
and wife’ with the additional titles of ‘father’ and ‘mother’!
