Hatred Personified Pt.1

Basically, I am a cynic and a hater! I love to hate. I believe in hate at first sight (quite a few instances). The despicable list is endless.  Here’s just the tip of the iceberg:

1.       Marriage bureaus: Glorified rishta (matrimonial) aunties. These creatures have been the bane of my existence for the past six years!! I wish they would just leave me alone. I loathe being interrogated and scrutinized by b*itchy aunties with their a-hole sons who are there to enjoy the tea and other food items. I’d rather stay single, an idyllic life where I have no responsibilities. Why is it that the girl always has to bring the “trolley” in and then serve the honorable guests? Doesn’t this signify that us poor souls will be serving in-laws and leading a subjugated life till we die?!? Also, the following options are available to me, metaphorically speaking, as I am a “late case” (all single females above 25 are late):

What's more even these kind of men want 21 year old "white, beautiful" girls (marriage bureau lingo)! Some leeway maybe given if the female is a foreign national and/or has a professional degree.

    I cannot fathom why men aren't considered old. I recently read a matrimonial ad where the prospective groom was a young, 50 year old! Unbelievable!!

 2.     Random nosy Aunties/Uncles: These are the ones who are interested in my marital status for no reason whatsoever. They pester my parents into getting me married off to anyone who comes along, we shouldn't be “choosy” at my age (so, so late). Why can’t people mind their own business?!

3.  Self-centered people:  This is the reason I only have a few friends. These folks just cannot shut their pie hole. Enough said.

      

 To Be Continued