Of Weddings and Babies!!!

'Tis a New Year!!! Like everybody else, I have a New Year tradition (extendable to birthdays, anniversaries and similar such unmemorable occurences in life) - switch off phone at 10 PM, stay home, watch movie, go to bed before 12 at all costs. To me, its a waste of time, since Jan 1st brings with it no earth shaking change in mind, body or soul that Jan 1st - Dec 31st of previous year already hasn't. I am only a year older (ok..ok..in 8 weeks!), none the wiser, fatter, grayer, more cynical ( i know! that ain't possible). In short, not better!

I digress. To come back to this post - which is a result of much angst and bitching. I am 28 (there...I have gone ahead and done it). Seems to me that at this age, the rest of the world has only two tasks, which they tirelessly seek to fulfill - getting hitched, making babies (ugh! the phrase, not the kids). Its almost like there is a time-delay explosive in each human mind, that sets itself off in the mid-late twenties and drones on, ceaselessly, till obeyed - "Go Forth and Procreate". What is appalling and particularly hard to comprehend is that this entire exercise is one that happens voluntarily - human beings want to be defined only by their we(l)dded or otherwise status.

Consider the following scenarios - I had a chance to meet up with a friend after nearly five years and what do we discuss? Not careers, not money, not parents, not friends! We did discuss friends, but in following manner: "You remember Wonie, she's in Seattle, married to Wonky. They have a daughter!. You know Xany, who was going to marry Sammy, she married Pony instead!". Er, what are Wonie and Xany doing? "Oh, they are working in technology!". Yeah, right!
Or, consider this - I bump into a junior from college and her husband (who else!), and find that I barely remember her (she didn't either). We finally correlate names and faces, and I list a few others I remember, only to be told "Oh her, she's married...that girl, she's getting married this week...this person, is expecting a baby". DUH!!!!

STOP!! What? People don't have vocations anymore, passionate causes?! Ok, forget those (I don't either :-D), don't people have careers anymore?! What gets my goat is, this malady particularly afflicts womankind. A friend obsesses about how she's trying to fit babies into a career progression schedule in a manner most frightening. Another thinks that a woman in the management team at her workplace is not a shining example of women career-makers, because "she's not even ma.." ...rried. Of course, how could they, the " Much married-lost individual traits-have become my spouse's twin Club" would hardly countenance someone who presumably chose mind over menopause, when it came to making decisions in life.

Don't get me wrong, companionship, love..the works, all of it is fine. But, why does it snuff out what little individuality (its very less to begin with, especially with Indian brain-conditioned-to-confirm women), we retain? Why do women, who once wouldn't think twice about bonking a guy on his head for sexism, now spout a politically correct variant of the same excrement! Or are these just rantings in my head, because I'm on my way to becoming a lonely, sad, bitter old biddy, who is going to glare at women from under bushy eyebrows, and excessive chin hair jutting out, declare, "who needs kids, man, I have my dogs"?!!! I have no idea...for all you know, my next post (given usual frequency), might be a bouncy baby, titled "My Cho-Chweet Choby"!!!! ;-)