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Don't know if this is going to be a satirical post exactly but the emotion is that of poignancy. The question of love marriage Vs arrange marraige won't be raised here. We have moved one step beyond by accepting the so called' self made choices' and labelling them with an obsolete term 'love marriage.' Whenever given the luxury (not the right!) to choose a life partner, the follow up process taken by the families coloured with the customs and traditions redefines it. I seriously fail to understand the hierachical ranking between the guy's side and the girl's side, what makes them superior or higher.... I know everyone likes gifts but what sense it makes to buy gifts for people u don't know, moreover if one is so keen to give gifts why not cash?? Simple thing like a wedding ring... they have to wear it their whole life (if you let them!) so why do you want to interfere and decide what would be good for them.... I can bet its not the customs the sanctity of which we have forgotten, but a way to get things done under the cover of "ye humare riwaaz (tradition) hai."
I just pray that this trap does'nt suck me in and others like me. We all seem (atleast we think) to be pretty aware of such things but when our turn comes we continue the legacy by saying "parents ki khushi ke liye kar lete hain!." Lets not provide a fertile land in our minds to such thoughts. All this simply brings me to two points that we don't value our education and we believe in being hypocrites of first order, secondly parents do not believe (or don't want to) that their children have grown up and are soon going to be married, can take decisions on their own.. ek baar bharosa to karke dekho...
Just ask yourself when your sister, cousin, friend was getting married and such things were being followed in the family, did u raise a voice to make them understand. Such kind of an attitude would be attributed as that of rebellion but then one needs to be clear about what we want to continue and pass on to our next generation....
think .. think... think
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