Sunday, March 20, 2011

2003...it's time to get married!


I had just finished my undergrad and had a few weeks off before I was due to start working full time at a top marketing firm.  I was excited.  I had finished my exams a few days shy of my 21st birthday, I was off to volunteer at a fantastic conference for high school students for a week, then was planning to enjoy a couple of quiet weeks touring the Eastern Canadian provinces by Greyhound.

My parents, however, had something else in mind.  I was 21 (and according to them, I had been 21 since the day after I turned 20).  I had completed my undergraduate degree (in Science, very marketable) and was going to start working at a top marketing firm (even more marketable)!  It was bio-data time.

I had barely put down my pencil in my last exam when I received a phone call from my mum.

"You're going to have to put together a bio-data for me", she says.
"A what?"
"A bio-data.  Put all of your details on paper so that I can give it to prospective parents."

I oblige and email it off to her.

"Na na na, not like this", she says.  I can imagine her shaking her head is disapproval of what she's read. "Be more specific with what you will be doing at work, what was your degree in, and stuff like this".

Being naive, I oblige again, not knowing much about the chaotic world of Indian 'dating' I've just entered by sending her this paragraph that vaguely describes me.  It was atypical in that I had not included my day/time/date of birth, but simply my age, and I knew she would be less than thrilled.  Somehow, it passed the inspection!

I traveled to my conference before a blissful three weeks touring through the Atlantic provinces.  I had forgotten about the bio-data and started work soon after I returned.

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