As Shiva left, I don't have any other good friend than Rahul. After four years of college, it was too difficult for me to go back to my village and stay there for three months. So I decided to stay in Rahul's house. Rahul is a marawari and single son of his parents. His parents are really nice and caring. They have their own business of garments and they come in the rich list of the town. Being the single son and a engineer by education, he was considered as the most eligible bachelors in his community. Being in their house for 2 months I leanred a lot of things about marawari family. Most of the marwari guys go for own industry, shops or any kind of business. They consider the people doing job as slaves. They don't eat meat and they treat alcohol as a sin. The girls are usually slim before marriage and grow side-wise exponentially after marriage. They love to play dandia and a lot of things happen on dandia nights. The guys generally don't go for highier educations as they knew they need to go with the family business. So they don't waste time and money on it. As the destiny for them is family business, they go for early marriage. By nature, the people are good but a litttle bit of stingy. The can do some gigantic additions, subtraction just like that. They hesitate spending money on anything on the world until and unless its life saver. And if they spend, they remember upto the minute detail of expense. They cook everyhting with ghee and they know the only taste, exists in the world, is sweet. Rahul was quite different from his community. He loves alcohol, he loves spices, he will die for sea foods and he spends money like anything. His parents also support him except certain things. The only thing they get into fight for is marriage.
I leaved in there home for two months. The first month went nice. We used to enjoy the whole day and night. Our day starts at around 11 and ends at 11. We used to spent the whole day in mulls, theaters, juhu beach, parks and bird watching. With all this, we were also doing one more thing. We regularly attend his mom's lecture for marriage, its benefits, advantages, requirement and all the stuff related to marriage. His mom didn't care to spare me. Rahul and I both got bored with his mom's lecture but we were helpless. So, from the second month I changed my place from the receiving end to delivery end. In simple terms, I joined his mom and started giving advice to Rahul. With no other option, Rahul finally agreed to start looking for bride. His mom has already shortlisted some candidates and as soon as he agreed, her mom gave a bunch of photographs to pick one. I looked at all of them and each of them was far better than the other. But Rahul just picked a photograph from the bunch without seeing her and said " This one".
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