The Judgement Game

You must have been taught in schools to keep an open mind and not judge anybody. But all these teachings are thrown down the drain when it comes to arranged marriage.

So, just like every other family, our families too told us to talk to each other every day and judge!

And the game began.

We used to talk everyday for hours on calls. I was practically living in India but in the Canadian time zone.

Although I wasn’t keeping scored but if you really insist, I could lay it down for you.

So, here is how I judged:

Similarity in choices – 0

Compatibility – 0

Sense of humor – 1ish maybe?

He might have shitty scores in the above areas but when it comes to the kind of human being he is, he is a chef’s kiss 10.

He might not like my favorite Netflix series but is kind enough to endure the show for me.

He might not understand why my emotions suddenly change, but he is caring and sensitive enough to try to understand my perspective and value it.

I came to realize that keeping scores does not matter. What matters is a partner who is patient enough to let you take your time and will walk at the same pace as you even if it means losing the game.

So just like that, in 10 days, I was sure about him.

The First Talk

Usually we try to look our best when we are talking to our potential arrange marriage partner for the first time. But that day, I looked my worst.

We were in different countries and the only possible way to meet was online. I was hoping the call would be next morning when I would have washed my hair, put on a bright top & probably leave him hoping “Oh! I want this beauty!” but life had other plans.

So there I was at 11 pm in my faded blue shirt, with sleep In my eyes and oil in my hair when his video call came.

It was around 1:30 pm in Canada and he was on his way to his cousin’s place but he parked his car on the side and “the moment” began.

Ten minutes later when the conversation ended, the tiredness was gone and I was feeling a rush of energy inside.

Lost in the memories of his tousled hair and playful smile, surprisingly it struck me in Bold Black Letters: “HE IS THE ONE”.