The 27 year old female Accountant.

Knowing of a person living nearby, who had just cracked being an actual Chartered Accountant made me proud as I saw her with a beam of pinaka smile on her face. Her parents had all the right reasons to cheer for her victories. Among many other stories of all previously failed attempts stood out this one where to she actually cracked the exam with flying colours!

There were also other stories being told by her parents while of the time she was going through this tough phase of her life. The one which caught most of my attention happened 2 years back.. At the age of 25, marriage proposals started coming for her and she started putting all of them down with utmost poise and grace giving the reason of becoming the C.A. she wanted to be first!

Soon after her parents started doing the same thing, they turned down alliances stating the most obvious physical fact that their daughter dreamt of achieving more than being just a house wife.

I liked this story in particular among the other 100 told, until…it struck a chord.

Does everyone has to have a monetary or physical reason to be able to say no to marriage?

A reason one can see..

Does “I am not prepared to be married MENTALLY” doesn’t cur a slack here?

Well it didn’t in my case atleast. Whatever the past might be or the future holds, doesn’t matter if I am not a C.A. or a Doctor or Serving the Nation or maybe a Scientist. Mental enough reasons are not enough for you to not marry!
or are we thinking of bulding an exam even for that?

The ones who crack it are allowed to have their space. The space to repair and heal, because they cracked the “Mentally intelligency entrance exam” that gives them the eligibility to be accepted as being 25 and not married.!.!.

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