Meet your Match: Part 3: Narayana


Finally ! Kamz and I had enough money to move out of Sri Bangsar Apartments.
We had countless days and sleepless nights thinking of where to move, filled with more excitement than anxiety we talked about it every night before we slept.
We would have a place of our own, A place we were determine to not make look like a student house, but a nice cozy home, where appa and amma could come and stay as well. With the brat joining us soon , it would be perfect.

We had after a lot of heart and head ache found a place in Jade. Jade Apartments was close to civilization and yet not very up market. We spent an entire weekend moving all on our own. Total Gal power !

A week later we had a house warming prayer. K Anne and Banana were the priest. We chanted Rudram and the did a little cleansing ceremony. All my 5 mothers were present to bless the occasion. Soon the ceremonies were oven and everyone was just chilling around the house.

I was Playing Shruti.. It was nice to hear her voice in the new apartment. As I play, my periamma comes up to me and says…

S Periamma: So now, the only thing you need to do is find yourself a guy.

I look up at her, puzzled … ok not puzzled … ive got this a thousand times. Find yourself a man… Duh.. if it was as easy as going shopping for a pair of heels, I would have got myself not one, but a few ;)

Me : So Periamma pray tell, How do I “get myself a guy”

Now its her turn to look puzzled. I bet no one has turned the tables on them before, heck don’t they remember when they were our age, men did not just drop of the sky then , or maybe they did, but they sure as hell did not these days.

S Periamma: Well… I guess, when some guy approaches you, you aren’t negative.

Me: Hmm, key operative word here is being approached .. ( I knew I was being a B!%*$)

S Periama: Silence

Me : So show me the guy and ill be positive.

S Periama: So its ok if to introduce you to guys?

Me: Hmm..
Smart woman … she trapped me ! But I thought what the heck, lets give it a shot, with amma being quiet incompetent in the matchmaking department, it had been close to 6 months and still no news about any guy save the dodgy character she first spoke about, I don’t think her elder sister would fair any better.
Me : Ok I guess.. im open to all possibilities ( and I wasn’t bluffing)

Periamma: Ok, It’s a deal then


Periamma left and we continued to unpack, the lorry with our stuff was due to arrive soon. Around 2 hours later, Amma gets a call, and she goes into the room to talk about it. I know it is periamma, because the only thing she does not talk of in front of me is about these matchmaking issues.., I still haven’t figured out why though.
But amma being amma, her whole conversation can be heard even outside the room.

Amma: Haiyo… the Same boy lah …. How come he has not found a match ..
I like that name sooo much, If I had a son I would have named him Narayana
Too.

Honestly, why din she name thamby Narayana . Thamby is my K9 brother by the way.

Amma: Oh … he is so and so’s son….

Great he had a famous parent…

Amma: Ok .. give them her date and time of birth… lets see what happens.

She comes out and tells me , “ See, don’t challenge your periama” . Oh well I thought it’s the same thing you said before and looks like in the entire matchmaking industry I seem to be hearing this one name , Narayana.

I have to admit I liked the name too. After all it was one of the names of my darling SB. So I said fine lets see.


Weeks flew by and again, everyone forgot and life went on as usual. Sumi came down to Malaysia and we were again on the house hunt. It seemed to be my Karma for 2009.
One night as we were just about to view another house Amma called.

Amma: The boys parents have called

Me: Er which boy, ( I hope non of the boys I knew, coz that would be rather freaky)

Amma: this boy periamma talked about , Listen , his name is Naraayana, and he is an entrepreneur, and he owns a Blah blah and blah

Me: Ewwwww. No WAY ! How many times amma,

Amma: U must give him a chance , last ime when appa came and saw me ………( bla .. bla… bla….) Ur just like me …

Me : Ok, Ok . Amma look I’m in the middle of something now. Ill call you back ok.

I turn to Sumi and Kamini.

Me: she wants me to meet a dodgy guy…

Sumi: really you should not judge so fast, you should meet him, who knows he might be nice, you never know. Plus what have you got to loose. If he is indeed dodgy then miss call me , ill pretend like there is an emergency and call you back then u can leave.

Me: Hmm, besides, he would be a good business contact kan…

Sumi: Can you for once not think like that.

Kamini: yeahlah, just go and meet him


Well, they did have a point I thought. So I called amma back and told her, that I was in for this game. She said they will now proceed to step 3, matching the horoscopes.
Honestly telling you, I was nervous, I did not know what to expect. But I knew it is an experience I have to go thru and my curly haired buddy was orchestrating this whole thing. So I thought okie.. lets wait and see.

Again a couple of weeks pass. By this time I had tried the usual. Googled up Naraayana to check out his profile. But I found nothing about him on Google. Of course he was no Mr. 11 whose entire life was in a few hundred websites. I mean I think ive spoken to Mr.11 like 3 times but I know him way better than I do some of the friend I hang out with. But Narayana… nothing .. google gave me 0 info.
So next option, Facebook.

I searched Narayana, and found a couple of them. One was rather good looking and was connected to a few of my friends. I had a strong hunch that this was the Narayana tht they were talking about. Not Bad I thought.. his profile was not private so I got to check out his wall and stuff, He did not seem so dodgy, and it seemed like he wasn’t a typical “matcha “ as well, like Falala.

So well, It would not be so bad to meet him.

Amma called a few weeks later again with the same guy and said that apparently among the many horoscopes that was matched against his, mine was one of the few matches, and hence we should meet. I thought okielah, id like to have this guy as a friend as well. So I told her to go ahead and give my number.

Two days later I was in Laserjet doing my first round of coaching for the CSS agents.
I get a call for an unidentified number.

It was "the Dawn of a new Begining". They were calling me in for an interview on Saturday . I was so so so excited. “Of course I will be there.” I said
This was super Awesome. I finally got an interview after so many months of trying.
The best part of this is, it felt right, I knew I was going to get this Job, I was so sure of it.

As I put the phone down I get another call. Another unidentified number, I answer equally enthusiastic.

“Hello” said a unsure shaky voice on the other side

OMG, my heart stopped for a sec, its him Narayana!

N: My name is Narayana…err… my parents gave me your number ( in a tone that sounded, I know this is super weird for you but its equally weird for me)

What did your parents tell you ?

I pitied the guy, I mean if I was a guy and had to do the “cold call” I really would have needed to muster up a lot of guts.So I decided id be nice

Me: Hmm.. my mum told me, Narayana would call, and I should not be Nasty to him ..( in a joking tone)

Narayana was put in ease I guess, and our conversation hit off very well. He actually did sound nice, like a person I would be able to talk to. It felt like I had known him before and I was just talking to a regular friend. Pluss it was exciting talking to a stranger.

We had decided to meet the next day...

Comments

Unknown said…
bloody hillarious my dear. Good thing the 5 mothers are concentrating on you at the mo. Think im off the hook till you get sorted. Did you guys move again by the way.. thought you had just moved. anyways will definately keep your blog on my favorites..take care. sounds like a right laugh over there.xxx
sailite said…
Subha.. don be too sure, ur mum is multitasking,ive heard pretty interesting stories .. i thought i was off the hook till shela got sorted, i was obviously wrong ;)

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