I was married once

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I have established a reputation for being someone BBA University Ranking who, if you tell her to do one thing, will almost certainly do the other. I also have a temper. And I’m not dedicated to my studies, except that now I will be, because now I’m going to college and I can decide for myself what I’m interested in. I want to study psychology, just as our Guru did when she attended college. I’m considered a difficult girl. I have a reputation for needing to be told a good reason to do something before I will do it. My mother understands this about me and always tries to give good reasons, but my father doesn’t. He gives reasons, but I don’t think they’re good enough. Sometimes I wonder what I’m doing in my family because I don’t resemble them at all.”

Tulsi’s cousin who got married last week is only twenty-one, and her older sister is next on the marriage list at age twenty, which means there will be huge pressure after that for

Tulsi herself to find a husband. I asked her if she wanted to ever get married and she said:

“Noooooooooooooooooooooo . . .”

. . . and the word drew out longer than the sunset we were watching Day Trip to Cities in China near Hong Kong over the gardens. “I want to roam!” she said. “Like you.”

“You know, Tulsi, I couldn’t always roam like this.”

She frowned at me through her cracked specs, studying me with a quizzical look, almost as if I’d just told her I’d once been a brunette and she was trying to imagine it. In the end, she pronounced: “You, married? I cannot picture this.”

“But it’s true–I was.”

“Are you the one who ended the marriage?” “Yes.”

She said, “I think it’s most commendable that you ended your marriage. turmeric powder You seem splendidly happy now. But as for me–how did I get here? Why was I born an Indian girl? It’s outrageous! Why did I come into this family? Why must I attend so many weddings?” Then Tulsi ran around in a frustrated circle, shouting (quite loudly for Ashram standards): “I want to live in Hawaii!!!”