It’s something I hate to do. Follow up things I have done, talked about. But then, when is there is no response to the 1st one, what’s the point in following it up??

Sups suggested to not be an attention-seeking blogger. I stopped identifying myself with the term ‘blogger’. No point any more. But then, I find it hard to write and compile stuff, when I know it’s pretty much going to be ignored.

I randomly come across blogs and posts through twitter or facebook. Today was the Cleartrip fiasco involving flyyoufools and thereby leading to Chori and from there to Twilight Fairy. Before that it was JRod and to another blog which had a post on Mohd.Azharuddin’s bid to become the president of BAI.

Twilight fairy’s post on matrimonial blues was something I could relate to having been in that situation for an agonizing 3 months before I think I settled up. I want to add something more to this discussion but let me warn you beforehand that some of it might sound clichéd or repetitive.

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the ring of marriage. On one side we have the current-involved happily (??) married couples with children, theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee PARENTS. On the other side, the young challenger(s), with (maybe) an experience of winning one or two “love” battles, ready to take over from the reigning couple champions.

Ok, BS aside.

I was shocked to see my profile on the site. No kidding. First was the shock that I have finally come to this time and age where there is my profile on a matrimonial site and not on a dating site/so-net site. 2nd, yes there were glaring blunders both spelling-wise and grammatically, unrestricted use of CAPS sprinkled with phrases like “simple”, "down-to-earth”.

After getting over the stage1 of disbelief, I had two options: 1. delete the profile, 2. make changes and live with the profile. You’d think I would have gone for one of the two. Wrong. I did both. But the first step only emboldened my mom to create another profile AND keep it a secret from me (which I uncovered ‘cos I personally oversee both my parents’ email accounts, not for eavesdropping, but for maintenance purposes, but you wouldn’t believe me, would you?). Having failed with step1, I had to live with it and to do that I had to make that profile at least correct.

My first attempt at writing ‘about me’ never came through, for that section is blank at most places. I had to enlist my friend to help me with it and she brought along newer insights to this entire business.

1. Lower the search criteria of age from 23 to 21. Ugh!
2. Write a bigger, bloated ‘about me’ that involved literally giving the readers a piece of my mind. No, really. But it never made through either. After umpteen cuts and edits, we decided to give it a more even approach, warding off regular ‘parents’ type to attract the type of girls I was allegedly looking for: independent, working, upbeat non-biotechnology types.
3. Highlighting potential ‘candidates’ and short-listing them.
4. Send ‘like’ requests to the truly ‘seemingly’ interesting types (of which I never got a response)

Then there were the very types I wanted to wholly avoid who kept popping up every now and then in my inbox and my mom’s insistence on one particular girl who had only one thing going, the horoscope and yes, she did MSc Microbiology. Ughhhh!!!

In the end, I never met anyone from there. Never got a chance to take any “express interest” to the next level. All thanks to the fact that I more or less found ‘not-the-exact-ONE’.

Looking back, surely, it was a fun experience. But something I could avoid like the most of my past.