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Materialism Rules
Going to college was nothing but an excuse to freak out with friends. We had regular classes; some created by teachers and others by so called we friends but we were never serious; Hence hanging out in colleges' canteen and around T.T. board, gossiping and talking about every girls passing by was a daily routine. However we never teased girls.
One day, like any other day, I was with my companions and so were girls in groups in the canteen. Some of them were standing with bulky notebooks out from library and some were busy discussing academics while some of them were busy eating Chinese cuisine.
Out in the crowd was someone I couldn't stop looking at. I don't know what was so attractive about her, nonetheless I couldn't ignore her. That must have been quite obvious to my friends so they started teasing me. Day in and day out, the canteen was where would congregate. And the girls too. But the added spice was that I was desperately longing to fine the girl who had left an indelible impression upon me. My desire to see her surged by the day.
She was not gorgeous, but she was pretty. When I spoke to her I found her naive and well-bred, had wonderful thoughts, a bit bossy, possessive and quite arrogant too. Yet to a man, she was an epitome of an ideal female partner. In a very short time we grew close and we head over heals for each other we had fallen in love!
Our days weren't days unless we shared every single event. I did everything a man does for her fiancée when he truly falls for her. I didn't climb the highest mountain, nor I did pull down the stars for her. But we found that relationship opened a new realm, a realm out of bounds for singles. We sailed on smoothly for months. That was until she stopped making calls. She also stopped mailing me. And to my ulter shock, my world turned up side down when I learnt that she had got married. I realized I was ditched she had decided to wed a Nepali in US. I should have known that materialism is also an influencing factor in a relationship.
This has made me realize that we have little control over things and that they have their own rules. But I've yet to understand why those residing in foreign lands are the most solicited one's at home least for matrimony.
I thought what counted was a good perception and love for each other. But I have now realized that to fall in love and to allow it to bloom, one has to be a doctor, an engineer or at least be a permanent resident of developed country besides being a Nepali citizen.
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