Okay, this is the time of year when my parents start getting all huffed up about my marriage. A little too soon? A little too early? I’m a still kid? Well, apparently for my parents, finding my prince perfect would take around a decade. I am surprised they didn’t start the hunt when I was just born. They’re more than 20 years late! Nevermind. So with all this fuss about starting the process, I get to know some intriguing details about myself through my religious portfolio — The Horoscope! For many of you who are unaware of the term, check out the link. Remember the time when I told you guys about the great great Arranged Marriage in my community? Well, it seems that it is a big deal and everything has to go perfectly according to the plan.
Now, before I go into the groom samples (another post scheduled for that), I’ll tell you the highlights of my horoscope. I know
all most of you won’t believe in it and so do I but it’s always fun to know some whacky things about oneself. Or, atleast that’s what I thought. I tried to sneak into my horoscope because it seems that one is not supposed to see their own. Yeah, talk about constraints. Anyway, now I know why one is NOT allowed to do so because it turns out that my life is going to be some kind of a dead end zone. Check these out
I cannot do a love marriage because apparently I’ll kill the guy or he’ll die of some tragic disease because of me.
I will own ”several” kids. I’m afraid to have even one but several. I don’t know if it’s scary or being blessed?!
I will earn LOTS of cash by my 40s — The time when my life will just be starting and I’ll be a married woman worrying about my husband’s affairs. Well, lucky me eh?
I will apparently have a possibility of a car crash when I’m in my 30s. So there goes the cash.
I will divorce my first husband to marry a second guy. My parents were worried I won’t even marry one. Oh, and I divorce that one too which will shoo away my kids.
My grandson will be the most handsome man. WTH will I do with that? I mean good for him and his crushes maybe?I’d prolly not be even with him because I’ve already shoo-ed away my kids according to the previous point or I’ll be dead already.
Do you ACTUALLY think I’m gonna read it any further? To hell with horoscope man, I’m glad knowing where I am and what I am without it. God forbid if those points turn out to be true, I’m going downtown. Ofcourse, for clubbing and become a gangsta. I wanna start living already. 😐
Remember those days when life was simpler and my mother thought I was gay?