Getting Married - In the near Future

Change is the only thing that is constant in this world – everything else changes. Be it cars, cultures, traditions, human relations and – even marriages. We have an idea about how they were done in the past and how they are being done now. The following story is a hypothetical sketch about marriages in the near future.

She was pretty nervous and excited at the same time. And the delay was adding to her nervousness and excitement. Usually it took less than a millisecond to get connected to the portal – why was it almost taking a second today? Slowly she could see the image loading up – it read in bold letters – ‘Portal for Nuptial Arrangement of Indians Worldwide’. She was almost used to it by now – the logo of the portal that showed the image of the ‘sacred’ knot over the ‘havan’ (her mom had told her that it stood for the sacred fire) was engraved in her mind. She was swamped with ‘responses’ to her profile – it has become such a nuisance that she was hardly able to drive peacefully these days. Every now and then the-now-all-too-familiar ‘You’ve got a Proposal’ message would flash on the in-built computer console in her car along with the co-ordinates of the proposal and a request for video linking. She’d ignored all those requests. And why shouldn’t she? She was too young, barely thirty-six and if it was not for her mom’s pestering she wouldn’t have linked her universal profile to the portal.

But the new proposal was something different altogether. And she was waiting excitedly to get the ‘deal’ finalized. At last, she was able to connect to the conference. The video-link didn’t seem to be working though – maybe it wasn’t the portal – maybe it was the car. She decided it was high time the car was changed – but let the deal go through first, she thought. “Hello”, the voice from the console said. It was a baritone voice – and it brought back memories of her latest friend. He was young, about nineteen, twenty-ish – she then realized she never bothered to ask him for his age - how funny, she thought. He was well built, was a passionate lover and a great poet - in fact, he’d written a few romantic poems for her – how sweet, but who cared about them when she had to pay for all their ‘trysts’!! Oh well, I’ll have to concentrate on the ‘task’ at hand – lest the deal slips through, she thought, while pondering about the man on the other end - what a sweet voice he had – he was definitely the one that she was looking for. “Oh well madam, I am really short on time, so if we can discuss the terms…”, the male voice said. Oh sure, it’s not as if I have a whole lot of time on my hands, she thought. The young guy would be waiting for her, and if this deal went through she would have to bid him farewell today – poor chap, she thought. “Yeah sure”, she replied and continued, “To be honest, your voice belies your age – if I’ve looked at the right profile, I ought to be speaking to someone on the wrong side of sixty – and you sound as if you are a thirty something!!”.

There was a pause on the other end and the male voice continued, “To return the compliment madam, you hardly look like a thirty something. Anyone could easily mistake you for a twenty something old”. She blushed. Oh well, at least he was able to see her. And she’d heard the compliment from so many of her ‘friends’ – no wonder I have so many young friends she thought. The male voice interrupted her, “But madam, I AM thirty-something. I am my client’s representative. I should have clarified earlier. But I thought the portal presented a two-way video conference. Anyway, my client is on an overseas business trip, and he sends you his apologies for not being able to negotiate the proposal personally.” Oh, so much for the baritone she thought, before regaining her composure, “Oh, that’s all right. It’s my mistake actually. For some reason the video link is not being relayed in my car. Well, lets talk about the terms then, since I am getting late for a ‘business’ meeting too”, she said before realizing that she was hardly dressed for a business meeting – would this ‘broker’ guy find out? “Oh sure madam. As you know from my client’s universal profile, he is sixty seven years old, has been married thrice earlier, and has recently divorced from his last wife”, well tell me something new she thought, “He has three sons, aged twelve, eighteen and twenty two from his previous marriages”, hmm, eighteen and twenty-two, interesting, she thought. “He has varied business interests all around the world”, now this is getting interesting, will he get into the details, she wondered.

“He is a honorary citizen of all the G10 countries, has large estates spread over thousands of acres in all the continents, is one of the very few to have an ice castle in Antarctica and his net worth runs into several billions of Euros”. She couldn’t contain her excitement. Not for nothing had her mother insisted on seeing this proposal. She tried to remain calm and was worried if her face had given away her excitement. She remembered what her mother had said – ‘never give in easily – squeeze everything out of the deal.’ Trying hard to contain her excitement she asked hesitatingly, “And the severance package?”. There was an inordinate pause– more than a second had passed and there was no response from the other end. Had she popped the question too early? She began cursing her over-zealousness. And before she could start cursing herself further, the male voice answered, “Madam, I am glad you brought it up. Although I cannot give you the exact figure, from my previous experience, I can tell you that the net worth of the package, in case of a divorce, will run into a few hundred million euros. Of course, this is besides the share in some of my client’s business interests and some estates in a few countries.” She was dumbstruck on hearing this. She had never been gladder about following her mom’s advice. The wily old fox did live up to her reputation. While she was lost in her thoughts, the male voice said, “Is there a problem with the terms madam? Not what you were expecting?”. She was suddenly awake – are you kidding man, she thought.

“I very much agree to the terms. I think I like the proposal”, she said, trying to put up a poker face. “So, do you want me to fax the contract”, the male voice said. Oh no, not so soon, she thought. What if mom wanted me to re-negotiate some of the terms? What if she is not happy with the severance package? Thinking so, she said, “I would like some time to go over the proposal. I will have to discuss with my parents, without whose consent I cannot go ahead (she wanted to add about her traditional up-bringing, her god-fearing nature – her mother had told her mention about them under any circumstance – but decided that was not needed. The deal was in her court now!!)”. The male voice replied sharply, “Madam, I know I am not qualified enough to advice you, but I want to warn you that even while you are thinking, he may come to an agreement with another bride”. The words struck her, and immediately she said, “That’s true. In that case I agree. Please fax the contract right away.”. “Oh that’s great. I’ll do that right away. My client’s lawyer has all the required forms ready. And we have booked today’s 10 pm slot for the online marriage facility on the portal. Please make sure that you are accompanied by your lawyer. It would leave a good impression on the press if your parents can accompany you. I am sure you are aware that the video linking has to be two sided for the marriage to be considered legal. My client will be accompanied by his eldest son.” Oh gosh, 10 pm she thought. Poor guy, I’d promised him the whole night. Oh well, he’ll have to be content with just a few hours – his last hours with me, and did he say his eldest son was going to accompany his client (my soon to be husband) – thinking so, she giggled. She’ll have to get the lawyer ready, but he was a good 'friend’ of hers and he would surely spare some time for her in spite of his busy schedule.

“Awwww…that sounds wonderful. Those are the sweetest words I’ve heard in my whole life”, she said while looking at the fax machine in her car receiving the contract papers. “Hope you’ve received the contract papers, madam. Please send them at the earliest. Any other questions madam?”, the broker said. “Oh no, nothing else. I’ll have to get ready for the wedding. I just wonder if I have enough time to get everything set by the wedding time. And don’t worry, I’ll fax the papers to you immediately. Thank you for all the help”. “In case its too tight for you, do you want me to reschedule the wedding”, the man said. Gosh No!!, she thought. It was high time she got rid of her old car, her old friends, most of all her enormous debt – it was high time she started a fresh life – and what better way than this. “Oh no. That’s not a problem at all. You see I am getting married for the first time. And so I am all excited – it’s a girl thing, you wouldn’t understand”, she said. “Well madam, in that case, I’ll take off. In case I am not handling a case tonight, I’ll try to make it to your wedding. Good luck.”, the man said, before signing off. She felt so lucky today. Her mom had always told her she was a blessed child and that she would inherit a fortune some day. She had ‘worked’ real hard to get here. And of course she was thankful to god for showering such a good fortune on her. One of her friends had told her about a certain portal for Indian gods – she would visit it today and do an online pooja. She told the computer to book a slot for her around 8 pm today and send a reminder to her mobile phone. It was nearly 3 pm and she was running late – poor chap, she thought – hope he hasn’t been waiting too long.

So dear reader, was I too critical in my views about marriages in the future? – Well, only time would tell. Roses, sweet nothings, romantic odes and love letters – all that is far far away. To steal glances at your loved one, to listen to her sweet voice and to long for her simple touch – all these are archaic and outmoded. Everything changes.

(Inspired by a short story by Anton Chekov)