GETTING MARRIED OR GETTING MAD?
Pic.: Sheela Krishnamony “I didn't find out what happiness means until I got married... and then it was too late.” - Anonymous A week before I was to get married, I remember visiting the residence of Nisarg*, a dear student of mine. I had been there to invite his family for my wedding. When Nisarg introduced me to his dad, I said nervously, “Sir I am getting married.” In my nervousness, I had swallowed the middle letters from the word ‘married’… and Nisarg’s dad was quick in pulling my legs, “What… Getting MAD?” I turned pink and heard my dear student Nisarg trying to calm me down, “Don’t worry sir… both are same.” By both, Nisarg had meant… getting married and getting mad! This was some twenty-five years ago… Every time, a young-man or a young-woman comes to invite me and my family for his or her wedding, my heart goes back to what Nisarg’s dad had asked me that afternoon… and it smiles. “Have I become mad by now, or have I ...