Shared memories are probably what define a community or nation or any grouping.
And one indelible memory shared by millions of Indians is seeing miles and miles of walls painted with:
‘Rishtey hi rishtey
Mil to lein’.
Prof. Arora rocked social media before social media was invented!
But this piece is not so much about the ‘world-famous in India’ professor, as about how matches were and are made.
Detail from ‘Matchmaker’: A painting by Nilofer Suleman
When we were young (and for centuries before that, I would imagine), it was about
Each activating their network of relatives, friends, acquaintances; chatting up people chance-met at weddings or house warmings or whatever; reaching out to guests of their neighbours, sisters in law of their cousins, whoever. But the fundamental strategy was ‘pass the word, pass the word’.
And boy, did it work! Everyone (except the resolutely resistant), did end up getting married.
‘Matchmaker’: Nilofer Suleman
And then came a generation where it was considered OK to put up a matrimonial ad in TOI or Hindu or whatever the local dominant newspaper was. This seemed to work fairly OK too.
Today, with so-called efficient networks and all manner of specialized networking sites, that doesn’t seem to be the case anymore. I meet so many 30+ people who are not married. It could be that they don’t want to get married. But I know at least half of them do want to. But they never seem to find the right person. The trick seems to be to find a soulmate in school or college. It seems to get increasingly difficult afterwards.
Then parents come into the picture. And they are pretty clueless!
Which makes me think that we have to find some other means to fix matches. Have no idea what, but maybe go back to real-live human beings as intermediaries, rather than just bits and bytes of information floating in the ether?
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