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The Big Fat Lie Of My Big Fat Indian Wedding

by Orato | July 25, 2008 at 11:25 am

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My wedding and marriage, like any Indian girl's wedding and marriage, were constant topics of discussion. At 10, I'd get giddy and excited at every mention of it; at 15, I'd blush. By the time I was 20, I had taken to yawning. It wasn't that I was no longer excited about the idea of finding a life partner. I had simply realized by then that everything an Indian girl is promised about her wedding and consequent marriage is a big fat lie. Here is my story.

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at 22:57 on July 25th, 2008

Not sure this is news, but I enjoyed reading it. Hang in there; keep that childlike faith that something good might be just around the corner! Here is a song that I was reminded of as I read your story. Hope you like it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s88L0fVsOkc&feature=related

Mary

Rhonda J Mangus

at 03:13 on July 26th, 2008

A good story, Orato! Thanks to duo, too, for the link to Whitney Houston's song, the Greatest Love of All!

Orato

at 11:37 on July 28th, 2008

Thanks so much for the compliments and the Whitney!

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at 21:31 on May 28th, 2009

I have a different take on this.I am an Indian and lived in Mumbai till I was 23 which is when I got married (arranged marriage) and moved to the Middle East. My mom like a lot of other moms did not let us into the kitchen and let us enjoy ourselves as much as we could (no we did not go for late night parties or clubbing- those days there were very few clubs in Mumbai). She was of the opinion that who knows how your husband will be so enjoy the freedom when you have it. I would probably do that with my daughter. I encourage her to wear minis and shorts and have fun. (With the number of divorces rising in the country who knows what life has in store for her)