DowryMan !!

Ush Ush Ush Ush !! Being a true Indian, the first Superhero who comes to my mind is Shaktiman !! A simple man from real world who has the physique of a typical service class person accompanied with the similar sense of humor. A journalist by profession, Indian by heart, struggling in the industry to make his mark. One fine day there is a cry for help from some corner of the world and this man is transformed into a Superhero with "Universe" marked professional suit which adds gravity to his personality. With his majestic spin, within fraction of seconds he is there as a "Savior".. He conquers the fight with so called gundas and becomes talk of the town. What an impact it had back in those days. Unfortunately I was not young enough to get those dummy suits for myself but of course my brother had it and the entire house was transformed into a platform to show case his heroism.

As a girl, growing up with your mom makes you dream of a prince from Disney-Tale and growing up with your dad in parallel gets you more attracted towards all the Superheroes existing. The first move from a guy during your school days might have been either of the two. One, he might have behaved really simple and intelligent cracking few stupid jokes that said one day when there will be someone crying for help he will be transformed into a handsome superhero. Two, he might have tried to impress you by fighting with that group who teased you for being new in the class or may be by shining his skills which he recently learned in some science magazine.

The baseline is majority of us in spite of being quite successful in our career like Geeta from Shaktiman, long for a man who is powerful and sensitive. One who is a self made man and knows well to make you feel like a princess, if not to the world but to him. And before I realized I was dragged into my early twenties smiling at the thought of the perfect man of my dreams. Get back Lady ! Your man is reading the blog and collecting points to discuss reality of life with logic to support. We grow up and call ourselves mature.. Really ! I still wonder if it is to tell the world or to ourselves.

While coming back from my time travel, I got a flash of my friend's wedding card. If I had missed this active participation while wandering in my dream world I would have been definitely killed in my real world. So there I go to cover up for the late response and offload my guilt feeling I dial her number. As soon as I offered my services I was immediately dragged for a night stay and help her with packing the heap of shopping she did so far. Although I love my bed but she is worth compromising for and of course she needs an introduction here. She is an MBA by degree, fashion diva by attitude and Business analyst by profession. Currently she is extremely excited for her wedding with an MBA guy in a respectable job and whom she found worth spending her life with.

She was jumping from her clothes to jewelry to shoes to make up to clothes. It was an infinite loop running in front of my eyes when I realized she has got so many gold jewelries. Knowing her well I tickled her saying so you are going to be that typical tv series daughter-in-law who even sleeps with jewelry on. Few more jokes here and there and we settled for our night gossip after the delicious dinner. There is where I got to know a lot about how the marriages have changed their face and raised a lot of Whys. Most of my Why was answered with the logic that since they are not asking for any dowry we are obliged to do it. Just like any other discussion of mine which converts into a debate I struggled hard to find a satisfying answer for my raised brow to settle down but couldn't.

I still have those Why burried somewhere inside me popping up every now and then. Why the Bride's family has to bear the expense of the guests from both the sides ?   Why the Bride's family is responsible for the gold jewelry for both the sides ?   Why the Bride's family is responsible for the return gifts for both the sides ?    Why the Bride's family is given a checklist to make the arrangments for both the sides ?   Why the Bride's family is still part of all the criticism  ?    And the final Why....   Why do we call such marriage  No-Dowry marriage ?

My eyes keep on searching for the DowryMan in any such marriage I attend. A man dressed in Khadi kurta-paijama and pot of jewelry crossed with red ink as his symbol. A sound of Ush Ush Ush Ush !! A majestic spin and everyone in the wedding exclaims "DowryMan ! DowryMan !" The DowryMan saves the Bride's family by his instant computed calculation of total expense divided and distributed equally between the family of Bride and Groom. Both the parties calling it loud "Sorry DowryMan !!" and Woushh !! He is gone and everyone is smiling.

But to be honest there is no Superhero. It is all fictional and we are real. We are human and we are free to take decision. We are accountable for our action and we are here to make the world a better place. Preach what you follow. Someone's hard earned money can never lead to your prosperity. Respect is not forced but earned. Earn Your Respect ! Earn Your Dignity ! Be Your Superhero !!