Hey ZoZoians! So, let’s talk about that magical age when society decides you’re officially “on the clock” for marriage—Bhan, the moment relatives and neighbors suddenly become 'marriage detectives'.
You know how it goes: you hit 25, and suddenly everyone’s a self-proclaimed marriage expert. “Oh, sweetie, you’re not married yet. How’s the search going?” Like, excuse me, did I sign up for a scavenger hunt I didn’t know about?
And then there’s Aunt Mildred, who’s convinced that the best matchmaking strategy is to bring every eligible bachelor to family gatherings like we’re casting for a reality show. “Have you met my niece? She’s a great cook!” Because that’s what every guy is looking for, right? A Taj hotel-star chef who also just happens to be single and “overdue” for a ring. But ugh! I only know boiling water!
Let’s not forget the neighbors! Oh, they’ve got a front-row seat to your life. “I heard you’re still single! Have you tried online dating? Or maybe speed dating? Or perhaps I should set you up with my cousin’s friend’s brother?” Thanks, Babitha bhabhi, I’ll just keep adding to my calendar of awkward dinners, shall I?
And then there’s the classic “When are you settling down?” question. Settling down? I didn’t realize I was in a game of Monopoly where I had to buy a house and get married before I could pass “Go.” Just waiting for that “Just Married” card to pop up! Honestly, at this point, I might just start showing up to family events with a fake fiancé just to keep everyone off my back. “Oh, you haven’t heard? I’m engaged to a lovely guy named ‘My Independence’—we’re very happy together.”
So, can we agree that while marriage is great and all, the overzealous interest from relatives and neighbors is the real comedy show? Let’s just enjoy life and let everyone else keep their matchmaking schemes to themselves.
So ZoZoians, what are your hilarious stories about this whole marriage age saga?
You know how it goes: you hit 25, and suddenly everyone’s a self-proclaimed marriage expert. “Oh, sweetie, you’re not married yet. How’s the search going?” Like, excuse me, did I sign up for a scavenger hunt I didn’t know about?
And then there’s Aunt Mildred, who’s convinced that the best matchmaking strategy is to bring every eligible bachelor to family gatherings like we’re casting for a reality show. “Have you met my niece? She’s a great cook!” Because that’s what every guy is looking for, right? A Taj hotel-star chef who also just happens to be single and “overdue” for a ring. But ugh! I only know boiling water!
Let’s not forget the neighbors! Oh, they’ve got a front-row seat to your life. “I heard you’re still single! Have you tried online dating? Or maybe speed dating? Or perhaps I should set you up with my cousin’s friend’s brother?” Thanks, Babitha bhabhi, I’ll just keep adding to my calendar of awkward dinners, shall I?
And then there’s the classic “When are you settling down?” question. Settling down? I didn’t realize I was in a game of Monopoly where I had to buy a house and get married before I could pass “Go.” Just waiting for that “Just Married” card to pop up! Honestly, at this point, I might just start showing up to family events with a fake fiancé just to keep everyone off my back. “Oh, you haven’t heard? I’m engaged to a lovely guy named ‘My Independence’—we’re very happy together.”
So, can we agree that while marriage is great and all, the overzealous interest from relatives and neighbors is the real comedy show? Let’s just enjoy life and let everyone else keep their matchmaking schemes to themselves.
So ZoZoians, what are your hilarious stories about this whole marriage age saga?