Dam Beavers

A two year old beaver has to leave its mother and the relatively cloistered home. Its mother won’t let it stay home anymore. So, it sets to travel into the wild until it would find a companion for itself with whom it would find a suitable location to build their lodge. Danger lurks all through its quest. It gotta be wary of foxes, wolves and bears. Hurdles test its spirit. But, it eventually manages to make a family and a lodge for themselves.

I don’t wanna spew venom on people who get their marriage arranged (by parents). Probably because I am not quite sure if I would escape its splattering. Nevertheless, I can praise people who craft their life in their own way with commendable zeal and zest.

She had found her partner long back. It was a mystery why they hadn’t got married yet. Then out of the blue, she announced her marriage. She needn't have announced though. The sparkle in her eyes said it all. And then, she got busy enough to teach the beavers some humility. Her kith and kin did limited help validating my analogy. But, nothing can dampen her spirit; from designing the wedding invitation to finding a new home…. she took it on the chin. Imagine a girl hopping between shops accompanied by none, weeks before her wedding! She is an epitome of the old-fashioned American women or the modern Indian women. May the force be with her as she ventures into a new phase of life. Wishing the couple a very happy married life…

IMO, the role of parents in an arranged marriage is not very different from that of a pimp’s. And the bride and the groom are losers who think it is their parents’ duty to get them a partner. I mean, at least make an effort man! Oops… venom’s leaking. I’ll stop here.

The probability of me getting married

The probability of me wanting to marry = 0.1 ====> (N)
i.e., on an average, for only about 2 hrs a day I think marrying isn't that big a mistake. For the rest of the hours, am a hard-core misogamist.

The probability of me liking a girl
i.e., me meeting a likable girl = 0.3 ====> (O)
(Who said beggars are not choosers?)

The probability of a girl liking me = 0.2 ====> (W)
(When beggars can choose, why wont others?)

For a long time. I was of the opinion that, the set of girls whom I like and the set of girls who would like me are mutually exclusive, keeping my hope of staying a bachelor pretty high. But, some girls-I-like have managed to insinuate that they liked me too. But, damn it! Why do they say that after they getting engaged or married?

So, most importantly, the probability of
a girl-liking-me being unmarried = 0.1 ====> (A)

And finally, the probability of
my probability-calculations being right= 0.1 ====> (Y) :D

So, the probability of me getting married = N*O*W*A*Y
= 0.1*0.3*0.2*0.1*0.1
= 0.00006

Should I be worried?

PS: I request you to restrain your curiosity to know who taught me probability.