Marriage is the big Change. The one with the captial letter.
Or so I’d heard from anyone who got married and dropped out of our usual scene. There would always be an “inlaws thing” on the same day we decided to hang out, or a “let me ask my husband”- or simply a “we’ll see”. People you saw everyday or atleast heard from once a week completely became unavailable, territories got marked, and accessibility was a hurdle.
Maybe very little has changed in my life since Marriage. Or maybe I just took it as yet another life experience or maybe I really *am* weird, but the big changes didn’t shake my earth very much. Tiny little tremors, perhaps, but who doesn’t like an occasional jolt, just to shake things up a little? However today as I got dressed to go to our bloggers meetup, I started looking around for my black dupatta, and then remembered that I had sent it for laundry. As a complete natural reaction, I left the closet to go ask one of my sisters for their black dupattas. And stopped in my tracks as I realized I don’t live at home anywhere. I don’t know about them big changes, but the little changes are more than enough for me right now.