Tenets of Fidelity

I have always had my doubts in the institution of Marriage. Not because I am afraid of being hitched, but because I am apprehensive if I will be able to live my entire life kissing good morning to the same face day after day without getting bored(not that I hug good night to a different fellow every night either :).

Life came a 360 degree for me when all my close friends started getting married and revelling in the glory of the same. The horizons of our conversations narrowed around one single point of origin, their hubbies and wifeys (Gawd how I hate that). Women in my bandwagon had started singing out loud the luxuries of having a husband. The scenario left me retrospecting on my stance. Finally I mustered courage and started looking out for possible suitors. Not that I was looking for a prince on a horse...zzzzz.....the stupid thought leaves me groggy, all I wanted was a brainy, brawny, handsome guy in a cherokee. Is it too much to ask for god!!!

Anyways I was sitting in my hotel room yesterday night when I received a call from a long lost relative. I was about to dismiss the call as another of those here's my -shopping list- types when the voice on the other end whispered." Prach wish to confide something in you".

Yeah, PRACH, that is my GURU Avtaar. ;)
Since the time I had crossed the legal age of giving advice I was considered pretty good at my art and a close confidante too.

Now this lady relative of mine is a perfect example of Marriages are made in heaven. A pretty intelligent dame wedded to a silly -guy- next -door man who would rather pass as a fool in my dictionary. I wondered if love is actually blind when she would drool over her husband. I simply could not stand the show of transforming a Goofy into a God.
Coming back to the subject she said she was getting attracted to her tall muscular, young boss and was feeling guilty about it. My ears were ringing hard on this telltale story of a mother of 1 and a 1/2 kid (she is expecting once again) who had been my role model all along till yesterday night.

Yet again I faced the logic vs ethics battle between my brain and heart. P.S. I am not a very principled woman. What do I tell her.....Boss you were wrong in the very first place marrying a guy of your family's choice whom any self sustained woman would not have even cast a glance at. And now you expect me to chalk a way out. What..go and sway in the arms of your dream man who is half your age!!!

My past experiences have told me advice by religion needs to be rational and independent of personal preferences. Hence here I am listing all possible, stupid options for avoiding her boss. Hey!! did I mention somewhere this was not a crush, it was a well established case of fire on both sides. I even suggested her to introduce this boss of hers to me...sounds gross I know but what's the harm in checking him out. Who knows the villain of her life might turn out to be my hero.

Jokes apart after the entire conversation I was left brooding on the one oft repeated and highly overestimated statement- Love is Blind. My line of thought- what was love in this story, marrying a guy for reasons unknown and procreating his heir line or falling for a guy much younger for feelings that defy logic.

In either case I am back to square one. I fail to see logics and reasons that govern the insitution. Is it a gamble as they say or an art governed by willingnes to succeed. All said and done even if it is a fallacy I am all set to try my hands on it :)................................................................................................Cause whatever my marital status, right now I am blind and without love.