I just realised that tomorrow it will be whole good six months. I mean our six months! I mean Mrs. Ruchika Mittal’s six months! Six months of living in new home! Six months of living in new state! Six months of change! Six months of happiness (a bit of crying too)! Six months of sharing things! Six months of new Mom! Six months of new Papa! Six months of new family! Six roller coaster months!

How much cliched it may sound, but life has surely changed a lot. I have gained many many things i.e. weight. Have said good bye to many things i.e. aajtak! Have learnt many things.

I am different person. Well, not much, but yeah, a slightly different being.

Overall I have spent some nice memorable moments of my life. Thanks Sushubh.

What if all of a sudden everyone around you seems to be really interested in getting you married…?
What if every second day your mother tells you the same thing- ‘beta, we will get you married by the end of next year.’…..?
What if you start getting visited by all the forgotten relatives, and being asked the ‘question’?
What if you can’t convince your mother about your future plans of not tying the knot for another five years?
I am bearing all this for the past two months.
The only saving grace is my father, who is not so eager to get me away.
Being the eldest one in my generation, it is natural to everyone around me to look forward to my marriage. But hey, isn’t it supposed to be ‘my’ marriage! Even my small cousins are so eager toward the issue, that they have already started deciding among each other about the D day.
What the heck I say!
I do not want to get married, not now, not for another five years.
Its not like that I am averse to the idea. It’s just that this is not the time. Six months before, the situation was just opposite. I wanted to get married in a year or maximum two. But as my mom and some other persons started discussing the issue, I started getting scared of the idea. And I dont know the logic behind fear.
I want to have a stable stand first. Only after that I will think of settling down.
I think I will have to be really strong to defend my stand.
Lets see…..

Fine. I think I need to take some serious decisions at this point of time. Decisions that wont change. I know am really bad at doing this. But this time I am going to try it with all my will power.
I am fed up double standards people show.
From now onwards I will give my emotions a break. They really need to take some time off.
And from now onwards I will try to prioritize things a bit practically.
Lets see…..

She is uber cool. She is my bestest friend. She can never go wrong. She is my role model. She can read my mind. She can even read my face. She helps me out in the toughest of the situations. She laughs with me. She cries with me. She tolerates all my pj’s. She tolerates all my insanities. She is ultimate.
I don’t know about other mums but my mum is very cool about me having a boyfriend. And she is equally cool about me having a break up. In fact, she is the one who always cheers me up whenever I had any fight with my ex. She is the one who always boosted my morale. No matter what the situation is, she never behaved like typical Indian mothers. She understands me better than anyone.
we do have our share of arguments over some issues, but at the end of the day we just cant live without each other.
I LOVE YOU MOM!!