I
came out of Quality hotel Globe and walked to the cab. The chauffeur
wished me and getting into the cab I told him “Kaknästornet tower”.
He
started the car and drove it very fast. I was not so comfortable with his
speed and said “So fast?”
He
looked back at me and said “No issues. This is normal speed here. You are an
Indian?”
“Yeah”
“You
know English?”
I said “I had my education in English”.
He
smiled and said “Very nice to know that you people know European language so
well”.
I
replied “I am surprised to find lot of people speaking very good English here
in Stockholm.”
Few
more minutes on the road and we reached the destination. I got down from the
cab and looked around.
“Hi”
Benedikta wished.
I
reciprocated. We took the lift and went to the floor where the restaurant was
located. On entering we were greeted by our friends who were already seated on
the chairs around the tables. It was the first day of the sales meet of
European countries and three of us from India were invited as guests.
It
was a very beautiful location and the candle lit dinner was the best thing to
happen.
Within
minutes everyone started talking and laughing. Wine, scotch, beer and soft
drinks were served and guys were comfortable.
The
French guy Adrien looked at me and asked “Shall I ask you one question?”
“Go
ahead” I said.
“What
is caste? Who is big and who is small? I am confused”
I
looked at my Indian colleagues. All of us smiled. We knew that it would take
many months for this guy to understand the concept of caste of Indian society.
I
told him “It is a very simple concept but has been made very complicated. As
per ancient books, people of those days were classified based on the jobs they
did. As time passed by it became caste and the society today has hundreds of
castes”
He
continued “If a lady belonging to a higher caste marries a guy from a lower
caste, will she become lower or he becomes higher?”
I
replied “There is no written confirmation for this as in those days people used
to marry from their own castes. It is only of late that people have opened up
and the barriers of caste are being broken and inter-caste marriages are more.”
Allie
looked at me and asked “I heard that in India you have more arranged marriages
than love marriages”
“Yes”
I replied.
She
continued “How can one arrange a marriage? Marriage will be with a person you
meet, date, like, love and then propose”
I
smiled and said “Things are a little different in our society. Our society is
very heterogeneous and has people belonging to hundreds of castes, languages
and regions. India is a sub continent. In case of Sweden the population is
homogeneous and the culture of all the people is more or less the same.
Indian
society is typical and each community has its own traditions and rituals. They
are comfortable with people of their own clan.
This
is the reason why people have traditionally opted for arranged marriages”
Adrien
interrupted “I do not understand all this. What has tradition and rituals got
to do with lives of individuals who want to get married”
I
continued “In India marriage is not between two individuals
alone. It is the coming together of two families. The story does not end with
the girl and the boy liking each other. The parents and the family members also
play a role.”
Allie
smiled and said “Though the logic appears Greek and Latin to me, I respect the
thought process of the people. After all about one billion people subscribe to
this method of getting married. There should be something magical in it”
“
I agree” I said and continued “ In many cases the boy and the girl get married
and then fall in love with one another and spend rest of their lives blissfully
together. Take my case. Mine is an arranged marriage.”
Samba
Shivappa intervened and said “Sometimes arranged marriage is a pain. Take the
case of my eldest sister. My Brother-In-Law is a nut and he has not spent even
a day happily with her. They got married about twenty five years ago and he
belongs to our community and from the same town. She has been tolerating him is
silence and many times has come to our house crying. I feel helpless looking at
her”
“Oh
yeah, I have heard about such cases” said Bernadhina. She had told me that she
visited south India with a group of NGOs.
“I
have met ladies who have silently tolerated the misadventures of the men folk.
I swear I could not digest that. In Sweden we have women who consider
themselves either superior or equal to men” she said.
I
added “One thing about Indians is that we are very tolerant and accommodating.
We consider marriage not as an agreement but as an institution. We revere the concept
and try to stick to one another by giving a very long rope to the partner.
But
many times boys and girls fall in love during their college days. They project
their better sides to their partners and build castles in air. Once they get married,
reality stares and they start blaming one another. It appears as if they
exhaust love for each other before marriage itself.
To
sum up, in India love or arranged marriages are successful depending upon the
understanding between the partners. “
Allie
remarked “That is very true. Though we have a very forward looking society in our
country, there are many marital issues. The logic is universal. A marriage
stays longer only if there is proper coordination, trust and understanding
between the partners. India surely shows the way for the rest of the world as
it is one of the few places where the partners have options either to fall in
love and marry or allow elders to arrange a marriage”.
At
this stage Mr. Patel, the sales director of US operations commented “I left
India in the early seventies and have settled down in the US since then. I have
the advantage of knowing the cultures of India, US, Europe and the Far East.
Indians and people of Indian origin are generally tolerant in nature. The offshoot of this mentality is the arranged marriage
institution. They have good trust in their parents and siblings. Family matters
a lot to them.
That is the reason why many arranged or love
marriages last a life time amongst them. This is not to take away the credit
from others. I see many American and European marriages also lasting a life
time.”
There
was a long pause and silence for couple of minutes. Benedikta looked at me and
said in a lighter vein “Hey you have hijacked the evening. I would like to get
married. Will you please help me in an arranged marriage? But the condition is
that he should be a Swede and from Stockholm.”
Everyone
around laughed and I commented “Not possible for me. Not in this lifetime”
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