Women and her vanity is a close union.
We women are vanity conscious regardless of our age, complexion, weight- height or appearance. Like all women I am no different. I love to look my best and in order to do so I use the usual products like kajal, liner, lipstick. That's how I feel confident. So to let you all know I m a heavy set woman who refuses to wear tents and sit home. I wear what suits me and I love the outdoors and Bikes.
The story starts when my younger brother decides to get married (I m genuinely happy for him) all hell looses on me and I am at the centre stage of why am I not getting married (key word is younger brother). What's wrong with me. I am put on every matrimonial sites and my life's agenda is to find a groom.
The great search started, but soon I realised India is a very funny place, here external beauty is very constraint depending you before and after marriage. It really doesn't matter if the person is good at heart and is nearly perfect for the guy or for the family if she is not slim and fair she is a wrong choice, however it's absolutely ok if the same slim and fair girl becomes a plus size diva after marriage, but at the time of marriage she has to look a certain way or else she is not marriage material.
We live in a sad world where a girl's look is the utmost importance over her intellect or her maturity or her personality.
So the journey to find a groom for me starts and my first encounter is with this Oriya guy. He works with a hot shot MNC was in Tokyo for couple of years has traveled extensively but sadly for him he is not from the same cast but a lower one and according to him it's a big thing.
My father at this point is not even thinking about cast his agenda is to get me married, so he speaks to the guy and and console him that we are a very liberal family and cast is not a problem with us. After speaking to him passes me his number, like an obedient daughter I call him we talk for some time and we decide to atleast meet.
We decide the date time and venue and I am all set to meet this gentleman for the first time. I get dressed and put on my usual kajal, liner and red lipstick and arrive the venue.
We meet, the guy seemed to be sweet and we start talking and I notice a change in tone and the way he hinted stuff, like "let's move to my place with some booze", "may be you can stay at my place for the night". I am visibly uncomfortable with his suggestions but the gentleman seemed to be not noticing, so I stop him and firmly say that I am here to meet him to get to know him better and not interested in anything else.
To that the gentleman says
"I am also saying the same thing lets get back to my place, take off our shoes relax with some alcohol and get to know eachother better, I think it's no big deal for a bold woman like you. Shaadi ka kya hai ho hi jayegi."
I am furious at him now and I said
"What do you mean by bold woman like ME?"
To that he says
"You know you are bold I could sense it the moment you walk in with you red lipstick. You are the kind of girl who would not mind a little casual something before marriage. I know your kind"
My anger by then turned to pity for the person and I decide to leave and apparently he felt insulated and shouts in a caffe full of people, "How dare you insult me like this, what do you think of yourself some hot shot model, Tumjaisi ladki se kon shadi karega. Apne AAP Ko aine me kabhi dekha hai, are me to meharbani kar raha tha tumpe shadi ka offer lake .. socha bechari dikhne achi nai hai to kya hua nature me achi hogi. Lekin tumhare tewar dekhne ke bad to I pity your parents for having you as a daughter"
I walk away with an experience, a heavy heart and a nagging question that "will I be subject to such judgmental reaction from people because I am fat, because I choose to not feel guilty about it, because I wear bold RED LIPSTICK inspite of my weight?
