Wednesday, 27 October 2010
Ranjita doesn't care too much about getting married.
But the wedding date has been set for May. She's already 19.
She has to or there may be no one around to marry her, she'd be too old.
She's not going to have babies, not for some time, she says over her shoulder, as she points to the plants in my balcony. This is where she wants her picture taken.
He works in a hotel. He'll do well. He has style. She'd met him once. She's going to check around about him. You can't trust anyone these days.
"It doesn't take too much time to fall in love, don't you think?", she says.
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ranjita!
give her a hug from me.
tell her it really doesn't take much time, it's true. but it doesn't take much time to fall out of it either.
she's so matter of fact man.
I keep catching her pausing to look at herself in the mirror in my brother's room for a bit,
or sipping a little tea she made in the little pathila for herself, in THE white cup
or kneading a little virgin olive oil into the atta, just 'for a change'
it's all done with steady aim.
I have a hunch she plans to stay in love. :)
So Ranjita's not getting married to the man with style.
Another guy. Date still set for May.
Incidentally, Jaiswal came back from home recently, his son Amar (who was here for 2 months) wants to get married only to Ranjita.
She said no. It's already all fixed.
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