The Proposal is Dead. Long Live the Proposal

Love and Sex

The Proposal is Dead. Long Live the Proposal

Illustration: Sushant Ahire


lmost ten years ago, on a chilly, rain-soaked Saturday afternoon, my best friend from school and I – then just giggly teenagers – were trying our best to remain inconspicuous from our respective parents. Couched uncomfortably on the floor, the two of us held our landlines close to our ears while exchanging a piece of information of paramount significance in overexcited whispers. The boy she had been crushing on for the last two years, had at last “proposed” to her, days before our ICSE board exams no less.

I listened eagerly as she breathlessly regaled me with the minutiae of the whole shindig: There were roses, a few candles unconvincingly spread across his terrace, an Archies’ card, and a heartfelt question. Even though her answer had been in the affirmative, the proposal had momentarily rendered her speechless, enveloping her in that celebrated feeling of being “the one”. The theatrics had guaranteed that the proposal transformed into an event; one that I’m certain that the two marked fondly as one of the stages in their romance.