Getting married… Why / Why not?

They murmured, aren’t you too young to get married,

I simply mentioned- marriage won’t make me old…I’ll still be young!

They inquired, would I continue to study?

I’m entering into a new phase of life & not ending the old one.

Adding another responsibility to life, they advised me to think twice,

I voiced my thought: I think before taking a decision and not after taking it!

They asked me whether I took proper training to cook,

I laughed and said hey, I’m not a feeding machine.

They questioned if I am sure I can be a good wife,

I answered wives don’t come with a guarantee tag!!!

They further probed to ask if I can handle everything,

I philosophically conveyed, experience teaches us everything ;)

They assumed I would miss my bachelorette days,

I expressed my feelings, that coming days would carry a different charm.

I know life is going to take a 360 degrees turn

But I know it’s the most beautiful turn of my life

My dreams will no more remain just dreams…

They were curious whether I really know the man I’m getting married to,

I smiled…I’m still in the process of knowing him :)

Then how, how did I decide to get married?

I’m waiting for life to unfold into colors I haven’t imagined yet

They looked black and white…

They enquired whether we are settled,

I quickly responded: what will be the fun if we are settled?

They didn’t understand!

I said: I would like to grow with him

I would like to share his journey of growing

I would like him to share my journey of growing

Life isn’t that smooth…What if you fight?

We may love each other, fight with each other,

But at the end we may patch up, say sorry, forgive and forget…

What matters at the end is:

Love and respect in a relationship,

Caring attitude,

Smiling nature,

Helping hands,

Little surprises,

Eyes that convey feelings,

Sharing gestures,

Words that heal troubles,

Trust in each other,

And lots and lots of love to add happiness to life!!

Together we’ll make life lovable :)

Saying ‘No’ to cook! (If you tell me to cook, my favorite recipe…..eat out!)

I don’t know if it doesn’t sound to you-feminine,

I dislike cooking & I feel it’s just perfectly fine.

I told, it’s not my forte-definitely,

But no one took me that seriously.

And I had to make a try,

So stepped into the kitchen, to fry.

Frying was not that bad,

But my way of handling it made everyone mad.

Roti… when I started to make,

Wasn’t sure, it’ll assume which shape.

But who said that it has to be round?

I made it of some shape that cannot be found.

From the smell you identify,

How well it’s cooked and classify.

I tried to do it… but my nose didn’t respond

Oh! Yes I had caught a cold, I realized & yawned.

Cut the veggies with precision,

Who the hell made such a decision?

With resistance I touched & washed the chicken,

And chopped it, but not like that perfect ten.

Cooking Logic I really don’t understand,

To be able to cook, I would need a magical hand.

They say 5 minutes & food is ready,

To me this sounds extremely funny.

I wish- a wish for everyone, so easy life could be,

Then the verdict of 2 minute Maggi noodles could turn out true.

Kitchen- a place I don’t feel I can belong,

Far from it I can keep myself away, but how long?

Why is it important to learn to cook?

I would rather like to read a book.

A 365 days’ work I can’t take up,

I’ll really need some backup.

To decide what to cook is each day’s headache,

So irritating to waste time, thinking what next to make.

Necessity is the mother of invention:

& I think when one day…I’ll have to cook

I don’t know if I’ll use a book

I’ll cook in my own way… one that I would create

& I think that would be great!

I don’t know if it will taste yummy,

But it would be good enough to fill tummy.

I don’t know if I am sounding like a rebel,

But I am not interested in getting either a cook’s label.