There are weddings going on everywhere nowadays, its the wedding season they say. But what really amazes me is
how much parents look forward to their daughter's wedding and how that day must be so bittersweet because knowing our Indian society, giving away the daughter comes with so many hurtful thoughts. Never eating at the daughter's house, the daughter never having the same surname again... sometimes not even having the same name anymore.
I also read this other blog where a homosexual talks about how he knows he will never stand with the person he loves and get
blessings from his parents. His cousins, uncles and aunts will never celebrate his marriage. He wil never experience those feelings.
On the other hand there is me... I just cannot understand whether having that kind of traditional wedding is really worth it or not. I have seen the turbulence at my sister's and cuz' weddings... iv also experienced (second hand) my office friend's traumatic 1st wedded day. But now i've seen my best friend's wedding where everybody was all smiles and full of love.
Then again I realize that I have the chance of celebrating my love for Anand in front of the whole world and I should just take it!! It's just gonna be a one-off thing anyway but i still refuse to invite all my extended family... it may be rude.. but its gonna be my way at least ;)
But on the other hand there is a small question I want answered... Where does marriage fit into the life nowadays? Does it come in if you're not satisfied with what you do? or is it something people
turn to to combat their loneliness? Why is settling down equated with settling for something that is just not good enough? Why is it a bad thing to wait and see when love will come your way?
All I know is this, I was really lonely after my last relationship was destroyed and I had decided to be alone for a while. When I left myself in God's hands and told him I accepted his wishes for my life... he sent me Anand as his special miracle. May God bless everyone who is getting married with many decades of love, joy and miracles. Especially you Tmitu.
marriage of my childhood friend. Someone who was my best friend ever since the fourth standard. Like all school friends, I was not in touch with her the way I should have been. Lots of excuses, not enough reasons. But over the last week or so I got to observe her as she handled life as an engaged woman and to-be wife and finally being the blushing bride.
