Sunday, August 21, 2011

474. How I met Joan

My mobile phone rang on June 25th 2011 (Saturday).

It was my mom on the line.

"Prason (Chriz)!, We have found a girl for you. She is nice. Want to see her and decide?"

" Yes mom! I wanna see her now!"

" No beta. It is already 11 PM now. Her parents won't allow you to meet her now. You have to wait till morning"

It was a very long night. How would she look like? Will she sing? Would she dance salsa with me? What's her name? I did not sleep that night

June 26th 2011 (Sunday)

My mobile phone rings at 6 am. It was my mom on the line again.

"Her name is Joan."

My lips spelt that name again and again and It felt nice to say that name. I asked my mom whether I could see Joan's photo. She told me that she has a hard copy, but doesn't have the photo online. I was disappointed. Then my Mom told me that she found the church where Joan attends. As soon as I heard the name of the church, I got into my car and the car zoomed to that church. I scanned the entire church for Joan. I did not have a clue on how she would look like. The only details I had about her was her name and her workplace. I could not find Joan. I was disappointed once again. Then I logged into my FB account and searched for Joan only to realise that the Joan I was searching for was not on FB.

I had a disappointing sleepless night.

June27th 2011 - Monday.

I opened my email inbox and my mom had sent me an email with the subject line : "Joan's Photo"

I eagerly opened it only to see a message from the computer : "This computer doesn't support this format. This document cannot be read". If only I was Ricky Ponting, I would have smashed that computer that very moment. But I maintained my composture.

I opened my email through my mobile phone and managed to get a thumbnail glimpse of Joan. My mom told me that they liked the girl and they were just waiting for my confirmation. I told her that I wanted to see Joan to talk to her.

June 28th 2011 - Tuesday.

It was my dad on the line.

"Son! You can meet Joan tomorrow at her house"

I was happy now. That evening, I found myself in the best hair salon in town. The hair dresser tried all creams, gels on my hair and when I emerged out of the hair salon, I looked like Malinga.

June 29 2011 - Wednesday

My uncle and aunt agreed to accompany me to Joan's house. My cousin Jerush also agreed to come along with me to her house. So Jerush, my uncle, aunt and I went to her house. I was made to sit in the front seat. Jerush drove the car. The car reached her house. I was given strict instructions to follow my uncle and aunt while entering their house. But it fell in my deaf ears. As soon as the car stopped at her house, I walked briskly to the door and I was greeted by Joan's aunt. Her aunt looked at me and then looked at my cousin Jerush and greeted him with a big smile. Jerush is bigger than me. So she assumed that he was the groom. Immediately I solved the confusion by announcing loud and clear that I was the groom.

We sat in the drawing room. Kids were running around the house. Joan's sister talked with us. Her brother also started talking with us. But Joan was not to be seen. I knew that they had hid her in one of the rooms. Will she be in a saree? Will she serve coffee like how they show in the movies? Thoughts started flooding my head. The little kid switched on the TV. Wimbledon semi finals was on and Fed Express was playing against Tsonga. Federer had won the first two sets. I was happy.

Suddenly she appeared. She slowly walked and sat in the sofa opposite to me. I, being a homely innocent Indian boy put my head down because of the shy feeling. Slowly I lifted my face and tried to catch a glimpse of Joan. She smiled at me. I immediately put my face down again.

My Uncle asked me if I wanted to speak to her alone. I said Yes. The next moment, we were alone in the adjacent room. I did not look in her direction. I was sweating profusely and my palms were soaked with sweat. What happened to my conversation skills? I couldn't speak a word. I tried clearing my throat only to sound like a cat. Then after five minutes of complete silence, she opened her mouth.

"Do you smoke and drink?"

I lifted my face and smiled at her. She took the smile for a "NO". Then she went on talking and talking and she talked about her likes and dislikes. I did not know what was happening. Thoughts came flooding in my mind : Does she know about Renu? Did Federer win the semifinals? Should I change my Facebook display picture?

Suddenly she asked " What are you gonna say? Did you come to see me because you liked my photo or Did your parents force you?"

I smiled again and She was happy with that smile (I guess). She must be having the knack of reading minds. Then she said " OK. I hope we have talked. Let our parents make the next move." I nodded my head in agreement. We went back to the hall. Federer had the lost the next two sets and they were playing the final set. Did my personal time with Joan affect Federer's rhythm?

My Uncle asked me whether I liked her. I said Yes. He handed me his hand Kerchief and asked me to stop drooling.

One month has gone like a breeze. Now I am married to Joan. The funny bone has indeed found his rib bone.I had three weeks to get to know Joan before the wedding. I wrote this song one week before the wedding.


The next posts

1) My Cousins and their ragging session during my wedding
2) My Honeymoon diary


  1. Awesome chriz :) Eagerly waiting for ur upcoming posts

  2. tats very sweet and nice blog,actaullly my colleag n myslf enjoying reading ur blog...tats wonderful u knw....GOD BLESS U BOTH

  3. Love it!!! Especially the 'ponnu paarkum padalam'. But here, the 'ponnu' was the one who was paarthufying right?? ;-)

    Awesome post and waiting for the next two!!!

  4. I did smile :)

    Sounds quite a bit like my own story. My fiance told me later on, how he was nervous at having to sit in the room next to his entire family and try to "speak" to me!

    Thankfully we have 3 months to get to know each other.

    Wish you two a very happily married life indeed!

    Take Care & God Bless

  5. wow! that was a cheesy song for sure. Loved your expressions!!

  6. Prason also send us some tablets... my God.... my stomach hurts... Laughing...

    Hey when is the Duet post..????

  7. "I, being a homely innocent Indian boy put my head down because of the shy feeling." Seriously, Prason?!?!?! You expect us to believe that after aaaaalll that we have read on this blog?! Okay...if you say so. hehe!

    So, looks like Joan spoke more than you did! Nice.

    Very engaging story...

    All the Best for your Married Life. You two are a good match.

    And Congratulations.

  8. Congratulations!!!
    Ekdum made for each other types pic hai! :)

    Wishing you two a great life ahead!

  9. Congratulations :)
    awesome song :)
    waiting for ur next posts

  10. dei!!! nee adangavey maatiya!!!! gud one da.. :-)

  11. Congratulations.. Nice song.. WISHING YOU both a grt future ahead..!!

  12. Wish you a fantastic married life :)

    The song is soooper dooper and just liked it loads :) She would have been flat over the floor after hearing it :)

    May you guys live happily everafter :)

  13. Congratulations and god bless you both, and you two make a great pair.Now we can have stories of Joan n chris.

  14. June 25 is the day I got married. It's a wonderful day for a new start ;-)
    Cheers and God bless!

  15. Awesome Chris !!! I liked The Narration ...

  16. I'm new to your blog and its nice. Congratulations :) Wonderfully written and the song was well composed !

    Wishing you both a Blessed future ahead :)

  17. You are a mascot of the arranged marriage tradition! Bravo.

    Joy always,

  18. so sweet.... lovely. I wish you both have a beautiful and happy life together :)

  19. so sweet.. I wish you both have a beautiful life together as now in future too.. all the very best :)

  20. this is hilarious and lovely song :)


Did you smile? Do let me know about your views of this post. Please read the post before commenting