when i got married....well, almost!

a couple of months back (umm, it may even be a little more than 'couple', per se, but, just as a figure of speech, that is) it was all about the 'diamond ring'.. one fine Sunday morning, when all the three of us were idling about with the respective cuppas, Mamma comes up with something that went like,"let's buy you a ring.. since you so love, and since among your cousins, you the only one who doesn't have one yet, i guess, its time you also should have one.." *b-a-m!* i didn't know what hit me.. i felt, what followed was a pin drop silence, at least for a good couple of minutes.. and strangely enough, even Pops came with his trademark signature laced non-nonchalance affirmative.. *b-a-m: part 2!* and i knew, call it instincts, that they are waiting (eagerly) for my response.. and i knew, this is the chance that i have, and i better latch on to it.. i said, "no.. its not required now..", thinking that this reply would be enough to end the conversation there.. mistaken i was.. gravely.. Mamma followed it up with a string of supposedly aimed at convincing me 'talks'.. Pops followed suit with a little bit of 'practicality' infused stuffs.. but all directed at making me buy the ring.. i decided, i have to give them my answer then, the one i never really thought that i would be required to give.. "there's a reason why i don't want it.. i already have a ring.. fine its not a 'diamond' one, but it still is a favourite ring.. and you only got it for me, three years back.. and i wear it everyday.. and i love it.. and, i wear only on the ring finger.. one is already occupied, leaves me with only one more.. and if i wear two blings, everyday, it'll be a complete blingy me.. which i don't want.. and moreover, i need a reason to wear the diamond ring.. a reason good enough, to put it on forever.. so, it will be only one diamond ring for me.. and it has to be from the someone special.. irrespective of how big or small it is.. that's why i don't want one now.." pin drop silence, part-2.. this time on Mamma's side.. Pops smiles.. and agrees.. appreciates.. respects my thoughts and my feelings.. Mamma rests the case.. *phew*

and if i thought that was enough to last me for at least a couple of years, i was proven wrong, again.. this time, i cant even respond to it with any solid argumentative views either.. Mamma dreams of my wedding! with the wedding finery and even the guests, in tow! and, i seriously am caught speechless.. and this is something, where i don't want Freud.. colorful it may be, with all the detailed 'dreamy' illustrations..

so, 'diamond ring' followed by a 'dream wedding'.. i dunno, what else is any more illustrious..