Scribbles

Earlier this month I heard inflation soaring,reaching its double digit figure.prices of even staple diets were sky rocketing.this left thousands of Indians hungry.But in my wedding ,inflation lost its clout.we defeated it. Irony of t he nation.spicy Indian wedding outshines every disaster.so let me tell how this all began. "Are the wedding cards ready"?asked my father. my mother said"they should be the best cards ever printed in the family","even if it costs you fortune".she told my father. I never understood when wedding cards'  final destination was rag man's shop,why we wasted our hard earned pennies . Through the eyes of my veil  saw my cousins,peers going for shopping,fetching themselves best pair of clothes,to get that so called  perfect look.even when I know when my wedding ground would be a cold war between wannabe brides.,who wouldn't look at each other .Not because they pretended to be beautiful but because if they see

Today in the morning my cucu alarm got late and i was woken by another one.braying sound near my vicinity .by the time sunshine reached its best,the quarrel got worst. Young couple were fighting because it was February 14th and none of them got each other gifts. Such a megalomaniac generation,just because it is February 14th ,you need gifts,you need love? seeing them i went down the memory lane and recollected my love moments 60 years ago.I don't know whether in that age saint valentine had his clout or not! Late Mr Mathur,my husband and i seemed to have valentine day,every time we were together. Every time i served him tea and newspaper it was a valentine moment, Every time he helped me in my household chores it was a valentine moment. May be life then was not that busy.Gadgets and gizmos didn't occupy much of our time.space.mind. Once i asked Mr Mathur "even when i am 60, would you still love me"? "Mrs Mathur " he said "No ,god sent me he