A marriage of faith

Attending an inter-faith marriage last week, seeing someone’s love triumph, for once, defiance of odds, resilience was special. It took me 8 sets of guests to attend through at home, one MQM ka jalsa baracade to brave, an over-heated car, a friend with a room full of clothes and yet braving her inability to makeup her mind as to what to wear. But the look on F’s face, when we finally reached at mid night, was priceless. Relatives couldnt stomach this unholy\holy match, so friends became her new family.

snippets of wisdom

The conversation these days with the net friends is profound, as elsewhere it’s all about the upcoming event in my life – the ceremony that is. So apart from the goota patha, tailoring and jewelry talk, I am feeling weighed down on and off by the weight of my past, the baggage, the people I let go off recently, they people I would let go eventually…. Because they don’t serve the higher purpose of my life; camaraderie. There have been people who just didn’t have the guts to commit and yet had to go all devdas on me. So there is this bitterness, bitterness of friendships gone horribly aweary. Childhood friends no longer cherished. There are family friends who were about to come with the proposals of their chacha, phoopa, taya, mamoos and now no longer can. So they click their tongue and they sigh…..and I feel irritable on such attitude. This way, life sure is weird. So here are the snippets of some of the profound parts of my exchange with some kindred souls.

H says:
no
all the people who have overlooked
you
don’t deserved to be commemorated
even in memory
even in secret
just let it go

u` says:
women like to be betrayed
internally there is something inside them
they see it but dont act on it

marriage = respect???

It’s weird who ur status makes all the difference. A sister in law (cousin’s wife) always had issues with my then perpetual single status and always had something hurtful to say on others’ weddings and familial functions. When my second engagement got broken, she was the one to say that it must be all my fault as I thought too highly of myself. But now, she wants my mayoon ka jora to be given to her own daughter (there is this belief that the bride is supposed to give away her mayoon ka jora once she is done with it and if a single girl wears it, she would get married quickly). Ah so simple…I should have done this ages ago…..and shd have simply avoided all the crap I went through….. but the frequent change in status have taught me what years of schooling haven’t….. respect is automatically earned and taken away, it all depends on that ring on the finger and that baby in your belly….such fake values…as it also means that single women, divorcees, and widows don’t count anywhere….

marriage = respect?

It’s weird who ur status makes all the difference to our society. A sister in law (cousin’s wife) always had issues with my then perpetual single status and always had something hurtful to say on others’ weddings and familial functions. When my second engagement got broken, she was the one to say that it must be all my fault as I thought too highly of myself. But now, she wants my mayoon ka jora to be given to her own daughter (there is this belief that the bride is supposed to give away her mayoon ka jora once she is done with it and if a single girl wears it, she would get married quickly). Ah so simple…I should have done this ages ago…..and shd have simply avoided all the crap I went through….. but the frequent change in status have taught me what years of schooling haven’t….. respect is automatically earned and taken away, it all depends on that ring on the finger and that baby in your belly….such fake values…as it also means that single women, divorcees, and widows don’t count anywhere….