.My father a lawyer by profession spent major part of his time on
astrology. Most of the folks in our village and nearby places used to approach
him with horoscopes of their offspring for checking compatibility with those of prospective
spouses’ or for choosing an auspicious date for starting a venture, building a
house and such like. I was born the second among two sons and a daughter the
youngest.
This story is not about my family but how my dad’s faith in horoscope
affected me. Both the elder brother and sister are married and happily settled.
I am 30, well qualified and employed earning a handsome salary. I am good in
health, tall and a good looking man that female colleagues often linger to have
small chat with me. Many young women have shown romantic inclinations that I
would have gladly reciprocated but for the injunction put by dad on planetary
considerations. He would not reveal what exactly the planets foretold except
the vague reply that they were hostile to my wellbeing if I got married before
32. My prodding to be more specific yielded no response. My timid mother with a
worried face would constantly be visiting temples and offering prayers.
I was also not keen about marriage and was busy moving up in the career
till I was recently drawn to a colleague, Karthika. We meet almost daily and
very often go out to restaurants and movies. She obliquely pointed one day to
my single status and asked me with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes whether I
was waiting for the right woman to come across.
“No, I have found her already and spend quite some time with her daily
in office and restaurants” I said with a wink
“Then what holds you in proposing to her? May be she is waiting for you
to take the first step” she said with a smile.
It was then I confided to her my dad’s objection on astrological
grounds and that I was waiting to cross the doomsday before I commit to the
lady whom I love.
“My God, do you decide on important matters of your life from the few
squares of a horoscope. I thought you are modern and just cannot believe that
you are an old hat,” she said with some disappointment.
“Not like that. I just do not wish to displease my dad or make fun of
his beliefs and more importantly I had not met my lady till recently,” he said
with a twinkle.
“Now that you have found your ladylove, you should have no difficulty
in taking things forward”
“True, but I must also tell you that my brother one day in a moment of
weakness confided that there are strong indications in my kundli that my life
would come to an abrupt end before I am 32 and that was the reason dad was not
inclined to jeopardize some young woman’s life. I also saw the logic in it.”
“What nonsense? Do you believe in all these balderdash?”
“Okay, let me ask you a question? Would you marry someone who is
predicted though unscientifically to die in two years? Would you not fear every
moment? You are no Savitri of mythology to bring back dead” he countered her
“I would willingly and enthusiastically jump at the offer. I have no
faith in all these hokum. Even if something happens, I would not attribute to
the horoscope”Kartika replied
“Wow, would you marry me then?”
“Where did I say I would marry you? Ask me directly and propose
formally” she said with a beaming smile
As I made a formal gesture by bending my knee and extending my arm,
both broke into laughter.”Tell me seriously how to go about it. Frankly I
cannot wait for two years. But I am also afraid what if the prediction comes
true?” I said
“Okay, I have a spark. What if I ask my dad to take my horoscope to
your dad for reading my future, and specifically the longevity of my would be spouse.
I am free with my dad and have already told him obliquely that our love is in
initial stages. He also like me does not set much store by astrology. He would certainly
not talk about you”
A week later Kartika showed her thumbs up when she entered my cabin and
said “As per your dad’s reading of my horoscope, nothing can stop our getting
wedded. He has written in his own hand that I would be happily married for long,
hold your breath, with four children. Shed your fear. If you marry me, you should
live to minimum 40 to get four kids even at the earliest.”
“What shall we do now?” I asked wondering at her ability to checkmate
my dad.
“Let us fix a convenient day at the earliest and get our marriage
registered, solemnized in a temple and present a fait accompli to your dad.
What do you say?”
Forgetting it was office, I said "done" and hugged her tightly even as she
smothered me with smooches.