Chatterbox

02 | Chatterbox

"ok.. but did you like her?"

"no.. I don't think so. I liked an other profile but my parents denied it saying the horoscopes are not matching. They chose this girl's profile which I did not like. 

"Do you think she is not looking good something like that? " her mom asked me.

"what are we going to do with looks aunty? that does not matter for me. But she is very very very talkative. very noisy person.. chatterbox.. sss.. ppaa.. kadhu javu kilinjuchurchu. epdi ava veetla avala samalikaranganu therila.. ( my eardrums broke. I don't know how her family members are handling her.)  I don't know if she is the right one for me.. confused"

"ok if you are not interested na.. you could have told subtly to your parents la.. before they conclude"

"I already told them. In, fact, conveyed it to them even before meeting the girl at her house. But no one listened. You know what.. I purposefully went not dressing up appropriately for the occasion. I wore this jean and shirt amidst of the protest from my parents."

Sandhya's mom gave me the cup of coffee. Mouthing thanks to her I continued. She too sat on the other sofa listening to my sad story. 

"don't say that you purposefully did not trim your beard or cut your hair, for them to  reject you" her mom asked me dubiously.

I nodded my head proving her that was the actual reason.

 I continued narrating my efforts to stop the alliance or to make them say no. I spilled about everything that happened in her house and her non stop rantings.

"I actually thought they would not say ok , thinking I am not up to their expectations. I purposefully wore this dull shirt and faded jeans. Even though my body heat raised because of no hair cut, I withstood it to look awful during the meet. But no use. She said ok for me"

Sandhya and her mom laughed heartily at my state.

 "dei..ana unmaya pakka romba mokkaya dhan iruka ipo.. apdi irundhum andha ponnu unna ok solirku pathiya" her mom teased me..

(indeed you look dull and average with this dressing.. still that girl has said ok for you.. how?)

"Aunty..." I whined like a kid.

"panja paradesi .. " (beggar) Sandhya started and I glared.

"illa da.. panja paradesi maari iruka.. una poi epdi andha ponnu pudichurku sonna?

(what I wanted to say is.. you look like a beggar.. how come she said yes for you?)

"That is what I too don't know. How did she say ok for  me even at this kind of state of mine? But one thing I know.. She is not of my type. What is the need to get married so soon.. I wanted to enjoy my life for some days, before getting to live with  trouble in the name of wife"

"dei.. do you mean to say girls are trouble?"

"of course.. what is the confusion there?" She opened her mouth to retort me.. But I stopped her. " See not all the girls are like that.. blah.. blah.. feminism.. stop there.. only few and rare girls are there who does not cause trouble.. But I am pretty sure that girl is  a big trouble for me.. wrong.. her mouth is the biggest trouble and headache for me." I replied finishing my coffee.

"See even after finishing this coffee, the headache has not gone. It all  started when she spoke with me and has not gone yet. She is unstoppable.. she did not even allow me to say that I am not interested in marrying her..  I just abruptly left from there not wanting to listen to her rants" I finished my sentence, placing the coffee cup on the table.

Sandhya and her mom laughed at me.. Sandhya put forth her big doubt. " but how come she came to a conclusion that you are reserved type of person? You don't even feel shy as far as I know" 

"since he did not talk anything nor look at her, she might have mistook him" Sandhya's mom reasoned.

"pcch.. Aunty.. if you talk with a over talkative person, especially a big chatter box like her, you would be considered as silent type. that is what happened to me"

" I just spoke for few minutes.. but see the effect it has.. I feel like I have been talking more than enough"

Sandhya and her mom gave me a pitiful look trying to suppress their laugh. ok it lasted only for few seconds. They busted in to heavy laugh.

Uncle too joined, who came from his office. The ladies narrated my situation and I became a showpiece for them to laugh at.

 Why is my life like this? Sandhya's parents are broad minded. They actually don't have qualms even if she is love with anyone.

She requested her parents to not pressurize her for marriage now and they too agreed.

enakum dhan irukangaley.. Payyana porandhadhu oru kuthama? pesama ponna porandhrukalam..

(see what type of parents I have got. may be I should have born as a girl than as a boy)

"Krishna..your parents would always give the best for you. don't worry too much.. with whatever you said, that girl seemed to be a good at heart person" Aunty tried to convince me..

"nalla ponnu dhan..ana vai dhan romba jaasthi.. " (indeed she is a good girl, but a chatterbox)

"ohh..ho... nalla ponnama. sir ku oru idhu iruku polaye ava mela" (ohh.. hoo. indeed she is a good girl...looks like you have some soft corner for her)Sandhya teased me.. and I felt shy suddenly.

"parra.. pudhusa sir ku vekka tha" ( you are blushing) Sandhya teased me... The rest of the time went in her teasing me and me denying her and other things..

Is she the right one for me? How will my future be with that chatterbox?  Is my parents rushing me to this marriage phase? should I stop this alliance?  I don't know.