Arranged Marriage, Anyone?
I’ve ‘loved’ many girls in my time, but have they loved me back? Rarely. Very rarely. I know I’m no Brad Pitt, but at the same time, am I cursed? Possibly bad karma from another life coming to haunt me? Or maybe I lack the right moves to trap the right bird (I think it’s this one, personally). This life-long dry spell has led me to conclude that the love for one single human being we all hold so dearly balloons into our biggest flaw—our central weakness. This opinion might be rooted from bitterness, but I don’t think this is the case because without this love for one single, other person I remain perfectly happy (it might be the lack of pressure or all the drama that comes w/ love nowadays). From what I’ve noticed, we become so dependent on the love and trust of this one person it consumes us & ultimately becomes an essential ingredient for any happiness to come into our lives.
The question…
Ok, now I’m going to ask you to imagine the unimaginable: pretend you just got an arranged marriage. Yes, this may sound absurd, but bare with me. Many of you are probably wondering: What would be the binding force of this marriage if love is no where in sight? If there is no love, the marriage will last only a few days and miserably fail, right?
How can you possibly sleep next to a complete stranger the first night? Or even, the first week or month? How can you have sex with this person who you just made the biggest commitment to without even dating once and expect them to mother or father your children? The generally accepted answer: Belief. If you think about it, you are letting some greater power do the matching-up and your job is to believe in this greater power’s power to play the matchmaker (if that makes any sense) & simply try with all your heart in adjusting, sacrificing, & remaining patient. Sooner or later, nature will work its course. I think the first two things are missing in the 30% of most marriages that result in divorces—sacrifice and adjustment. Both people fail to do one or both and boom, we got an ugly court battle. BUT on the other hand, we have the arranged marriage, where the two people learn to love each other by adjusting to each others’ needs and struggle day by day to create a relationship that was meant to be by way of the heavens-not created by way of lust. haha. (ok, that was a harsh generalization.)
So my question is: would you entrust yourself to choose your mate and risk the probability of failure & possibly suffer through the classic dried-up, ‘faded love’ by the time you reach your old age or would you risk letting your parents (who, by the way, are stuck in a timewarp) choose the person with whom you will spend the rest of your life. No easy answer to this one, boys & girls.
This idea plagues many kids trapped in a bloody airplane between the east and the west. So it all comes down to this: Which love is better? One that gives birth to marriage or one given birth to by marriage?
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