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PART 2

PART 1  After exam I went to Mumbai at my uncle’s place. He is my father’s elder brother. My uncle- Amar Kaka a pediatrician and his wife – Maya Kaki is a radiologist. I also have two cousin brothers- Sahil and Sagar. Both were elder to me and as children we didn’t have anything in common. My grandmother stayed with my uncle. Maya Kaki was a working woman and grandma preferred Mumbai. Frankly, I never liked Mumbai during my childhood, nothing against the city. My childhood memories of my uncles’s place at Malad blazingly feature my grandma trying to teach me how to make round chapatti and perfect tea. No wonder I returned within a fortnight. Mum and Chachi had become very close friends during this time. Like any good Indian neighbors, they had started exchanging special recipes. The summer is always busy for my mum as she has to prepare her stock of mango pickles, papads and other yummy items for an entire year. Mum had made her special veg pulao and I was once again se
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PART 1

I don’t like to talk about myself. Actually, there is nothing much to tell. Apart from my name and my education. What more I can say? I am still a student, trying to get a PhD in botany. Not in any relationship. No passionate hobbies etc, but I will say what one can always safely say in their resume- Reading and listening to music.  My mother keeps sending my bio-data everywhere for the match making. This document includes my horoscope, my education details and short summary of my house-hold skills. A really short summary as I am not very good or keen on managing a home. I cannot become a home-maker. In a typical Indian arrange marriage, the boy should be from our caste, he should be well-educated, and of course, should earn more than me. Anyways, I just earn my stipend, so income clause is no good. The education part has become trickier. Nobody wants a scholarly wife.  If the truth be told, I am simply not interested in these so-called marriageable guys. Don’t ge
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