The Train

Suhruthu thala vacha paalathiloode nyan thirthadanathinu pooyi

(On the same rail, where my friend killed himself, I went on a pilgrimage)
- A.Ayyappan.

Many friends are married now. All seem to be pretty happy with the situation. My best friend had a baby two weeks before. He is currently in the Middle East and was extremely excited over the phone .

Another friend, P who got married in December seems to be really motivated. Thanks to the winter and the monsoon to come.

Yet another friend’s ad came in the Matrimony column in one of the leading news papers last Sunday “Nampoothiri parents seeks alliance for their only good-looking handsome, son, B.tech, MBA, currently working in the U.S. from educated girls of suitable caste. Please apply with horoscope to Box no: 99, Kottayam”.

So many of my friends are already married or getting married soon. Days are sunny .Now marriage looks like a cool idea. Moreover even if you are fat and dark you should look for a fair and slim girl. All depends on your money, family status and the job. After all the ratio of men to women in Kerala is 1000:1058.So your chances are high.Flowers are blooming. Today when I looked at the mirror I felt spectacular. I have become smarter and more handsome. The idea of owning a sexy house wife some naughty children are not far utopian.

I have just boarded the train. The train to the future...

I know future is the place where I need to spend the rest of my life. The destination is defined. Nobody has to pull the chain!

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Appendix

Yesterday in sleep I wrote a letter to my future in-laws which read something like this

Dearest In-laws,

……..well!
…………………...

Please could you send me as soon as possible, the washing machine and the dishwasher which you produced a couple of decades before…

Yours ever in respect,
Eashwar