Hell hath no fury...

... like a woman scorned. To be precise, like a girl who has just been told why she is not good wife-y material. Let me explain:

I was having this chat conversation about a couple of days ago with a girl. Ok, once you are done with your smirk, raised eyebrows and cheeky smiles, read ahead. The conversation drifted to her life and why arranged marriages spoilt the charm that love marriages seem to have. Arranged marriages, it seemed to her, were just like going to a market and buying vegetables --- the romantic magic disappeared. She was unhappy that she had still not been swept off her feet permanently [read that line again, 'permanently']. So, after some time, she asked me, "Why do you think I may not be good 'wifey' material for you ?".

The conversation went as follows:
Her: Why do you think I may not be good 'wifey' material for you?
Me: I haven't actually given it a thought
Her: Don't tell me! Anyway, think and tell me now
Me: I haven't really thought.... But well, in that case, I will have to think of the negative qualities you have and then decide. As for example, for a start....

Naah, I'm not telling you what 3 crazy reasons I could tell her off my head at the moment. In fact, one of them turned out to be a good reason to marry her after some consideration. But well, that was not the point. Listen on to what followed after that

Her: That was hilarious!!
Me: Yeah, but make sure the guy you marry does not discover the two things I mentioned right now. As soon as you find him, rush him to the altar, and get married! Let the poor guy find out later on :))
Her: Man, you have made a big dent in my ego by telling all those things.
Me: Uh-oh, you asked for it!

After some time it appeared that what was said in jest had hurt her in some miniscule way. Now, that called for some consolation. So, I proceeded about the task like this:

Me: Ok, ok, just to settle scores, tell me some reasons why I may not be good husband/bf material for you or anybody else.
Her: Naa re... who says so! You will be great husband/bf material
Me: You sure? You are losing a great chance here
Her: Ahh... what am I saying! No, there are reasons why you will not be good husband material
Me: Like?
Her: Well, first of all, you are going to get a PhD. And I don't want a mad PhD for my husband.
[I had a good laugh at this one]
Me: Hmm... looks like that can't be helped. Go on
Her: Then, you are too kat-khotta, too cold and practical at times
[That, actually, has some truth to it. I mean, I have been told that by different people at different times. Given a choice between 2 hours of romantic whispering and gup-shup with a girl, and 2 hours of full-fledged banter and leg-pulling with her, the second one is an almost obvious choice for me]
Me: That is actually true to some extent. Go ahead!
Her: Then, you don't praise me a lot
Me: Huh? What has that got anything to do with being a boyfriend or a husband?
Her: No, you have to make the other person feel special and important.
[Now this was an important lesson learnt. I do really reserve comments and when I do praise people, it is from the heart. But well, lets see if things can improve a bit ;) ]
Me: Well, ok, thats news for me...
Her: Finally, you are from the RK Mission. And I have known that people from these places are the religious type. I don't want to be stuck with someone like that

This last one sent me thinking. I questioned myself: how religious am I? Or, for that matter, how exactly do I define the term, 'religious'? I am actually proud of the fact that I have been exposed to religious ceremonies, japas and meditation and stuff. I proudly wear my sacred thread around my torso. But then I realised what she meant. She hated the types that would make everybody around them fast because he was fasting. The type of men who would scream sacrilege if you happen to touch them when they have just bathed. I am not that type... religion is important to me, but humans come first for me and then the idols or the Ones they represent.

Anyway, the conversation went on for some time after that. I had not been able to answer that religious question suitably then, but I hope that this one is now answered. But the reason behind this post is not that -- that is a secondary reason. The primary reason is to ask you readers to conjecture what two crazy reasons might have goaded her into this tirade of attack against me. :)