I suffer with an inferiority complex and the worst thing I can say about it is that it is a very good one. Today I met two people because my father told me that it is time I met the family of the girl whom he thinks is a good match for me. I am thankful to my dad for raising me, giving me good education and giving me an opportunity to pursue my dreams but there are some things in my life where I prefer to make my own choices.
I met the brother and uncle of the girl at Barista and we talked. They asked questions and I told them what a loser I am. They nodded, looked at each other and said they will talk to girl’s family and the girl’s family would talk to my dad and then my father would talk to me. When will I talk with the girl I don’t know.
After the initial screening we walked out of Barista and the girl’s brother asked me how tall am I? I have never measured my height and hence told him 5.7 ft, give and take a few inches. The girl’s uncle stood next to me and told me that he is 5.10 ft and I am few inches shorter than him, so I might be 5.7ft.
The girl’s brother had horror on his face and told me that the girl’s height is also 5.7ft. I told him that I didn’t cared and his expressions told me that they did. The girl’s uncle told me not to worry because I can always wear high heels and the girl can wear flat heels. This will ensure that we will not look odd.
I bid them good bye and told myself - Thank God, I won’t have to explain again to my dad why don’t I want to get married.
To sum up
Choose your life partner carefully. You don’t want be stuck with a person to whom you can’t blame for all your problems.
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