It's 2 am and I did a marathon of the first season of Indian Matchmaking. I'm done with it. Not sure what to do now... Hmmmm. It's so late.
Sent messages to a couple of folks, people in Boston seem to have watched it mostly. Mixed reactions. More on this tomorrow. This is a work in progress.
Is it weird this is the fourth post here in a row about the series? Not so much, because I didn't write here and just watched the series, so that's the first thing in my mind.
More importantly, this is what has been happening in my vicinity. RD got married, talked to a girl for 3 days, married 2 days after that. And he was...a non-marrying person. YP is all set, almost aggressively so, to head into that direction herself. Everyone is hurtling speeding rushing zooming whooooshhh. Why now. What's happening. Nothing seems real anymore, is this dream, how did people change so quickly what about their long-held beliefs and preferences what is happening is the whole world going mad. One can wonder.
Corona happened. People's calculations have changed. The world is not as safe and predictable as we imagined. It's not boring anymore, we have come upon interesting times. The way to deal with this is to make our personal lives more predictable, stable, more connected so even in harsh times our support group is larger. We need people to hug us, cradle us cry with us hold us as we cry in times exactly like these. That's what everyone's headed. To that one person who'll make us feel safe. To show the point in living in this messed up crazy evil wild world.
Worlds are being created. Lives are being uprooted and rooted. As I said in late February, this is going to have far-reaching consequences. Netflix got really lucky with its timing, but what an interesting concept. Bravo, bravo.
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