Talking about divorce…

 

The hottest topic of the day being love and love marriages. I was quite curious to find out how many people in my class are really into love and love marriages since we were discussing about it. As usual the guys were all joking about it by saying that they would get married to a girl and then divorce her within in the next three months and then get going with another girl. Then this thing struck me, let me check about the divorce rates in India.Here is something I felt about it.

Marriages in different parts of the world are done differently.In olden days, tribal men kidnap girls from other tribes to marry them. In the western world, as we know it, they have the right to “choose” the person they prefer on the basis of love. In India, a common practices was arranged marriage. It is said that the divorce rate have a direct impact on the level of choosing their own spouse.i.e. Love marriages. And according the research, it is happened only in the recent times.

If you see the picture below, you will find that India, compared to all the other countries has the lowest divorce rate but is increasing certainly at a very high speed during the past decade.

Even though India still enjoys a low divorce rate, the rapid increase in the number of divorce petitions being filed in Indian courts is certainly a matter of concern. The Indian divorce rate is although the lowest in compared to the rest of the countries of the world, but the present marital scenario in India is likely under a threat. The very will to keep on with the sacred union even under numerous marital disputes and disparities has mellowed with time and transformation of ideologies.

And if you trace out the reasons for these divorces, you will find that the blame has been placed on the women empowerment, the literacy rate and the financial independency.

• Lets look at the reasons for the increasing rate of divorces in India:
• 1. Earlier when the women divorced she was faced with social criticisms. They believed that the parents would not accept them and think of them as a burden. But times are changing now. The parents feel and understood the fact that it is not the end of the daughter’s life if she was divorced.
• 2. Due to factors such as Globalization and IT boom, the social life has become faster. The couples aren’t spending enough times with each other and also in this fast paced world nobody is bothered about social ill- effects or rather not effect the glare of the society.
• 3. With the advent of women education, they are not anymore depend on the men for their financial needs. Therefore, she doesn’t have to anymore stand the abuse and harass made by the men. She can get out of it and get on with her life on her own or as well as the kids, if any.

• But are these the only reason why we are moving into the different
• pace, and don’t you think that the above mentioned reasons are fair
• enough and logical for the betterment of the better half, WOMEN.
• PS: I am not being bias here. I still believe that there are some real men who take care of their wives as if they were Queen and Hats off to you all.. This post is dedicated to my dad because he belongs to that category.

After college question-III

The bell rang. Saved by the proverbial bell. It was time to leave the college premises.

She stuffed her books in the bag and stood.

“You’ll change your mind.” He leaned over and kissed her.

Her eyes went wide. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Instead, flustered, she turned to go, and then froze.

Prem stood in the doorway, stunned. He didn’t wait for an explanation; he rushed out of the room.

Pooja glanced back at Vineeth. “How dare you do that to me? Why did you do that?”

“Because I felt like it.”

Not only had he robbed her of her first kiss, but possibly her first love, all because he felt like it.

Anger pumped in her veins, and jabbed at his face. She hit so hard that he had a shake in the place he stood. “Don’t you ever touch me again!”

He touched his face, looked around to see if anyone was nearby and said, “Good thing that you are a girl or else I would have killed you right now!!”

“Ooh! Take to the hand, A**.” She took her bag and stormed out. What a jerk! She ran down the corridor in search of Prem. God; please don’t let him hate me that much.

Ramya ran up behind her. “Did that Vineeth  just kiss you?”

“Yeah, and right in front of Prem.” said Pooja. Ramya looked vivid.

Tears began to blur Pooja’s vision. What if Prem did not believe her? She stopped near his classroom and glanced inside it.

“He’s outside,” Ramya said, pointing to the front steps. “Don’t you worry; we’ll take care of Rajesh once and for all.”

“Thank you, bye!” Pooja ran towards the door almost knocking down another girl. “Prem!”

She could tell by the way his shoulders stiffened that he’d heard her, but he didn’t stop. In fact, he started walking faster.

“Prem, wait!” She reached his side, breathless. “Let me explain.”

“What’s there to explain? You love Vineeth. I get it.”

She grabbed his arm. “Stop, please!”

He faced her, his eyes filled with pain.” What?”

“Were you going to ask me something?”

“Doesn’t matter anymore.” He glazed past her.

He looked so angry. What would she say to make this right?

"You’re wrong about Vineeth. I don’t love him."

His eyes narrowed. “I saw you kiss him, Po. And I know it was your first kiss.”

Her face warmed. Of course he did. He knew everything about her." I know, but…”

Prem tilted his head to the side. “But?”

Could she say it? Be honest about her feelings? If she didn’t tell him, she’d probably lose him. “Vineeth kissed me, but I didn’t kiss him back. I only slapped him, because…”

Prem stepped closer. “Because?”

She swallowed. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it would pop out any minute. And she had butterflies in her stomach all at the same time. I can do this. “Because, I love you. I always have!!”

“And he kissed you?” he moved still more closer.

“Yeah,” she whispered.

“And you slapped him?”

She shook her head.

He leaned forward. The faint aroma of his perfume spread around her. She closed her eyes and inhaled. His soft lips brushed hers, sending goose bumps everywhere.

She opened her eyes.

Prem grinned a lazy smile.

She bit her lips and smiled. “So, what did you want to ask me?”

“I wondered if I could borrow your IPod for a few days”

Pooja playfully smacked his arm. “Only if you promise to take me on the farewell party?”

He held her hands and “Deal!”

The end.