Cumbersome....

As a favour to a friend... and partly because I was invited, and being the polite person that I am, I went to my friend's brother's wedding. I usually detest going to weddings. Not because of anything but only because its hot and you sit doing nothing but listening to a bunch of old ladies gossipping about things that does not concern them at all but others in a bad manner...

I studied in my religious school as a young girl about weddings in islam and what it IS supposed to be and such. Wedding reception was only meant to be a way to introduce and inform others and your "society" of whom you are married to... so there won't be any "fitnah" ot tongue wagging which is a popular sport amongst the men and women of this land I call home.

Another thing, it is not supposed to be a LAVISH occasion but instead a joyous one where you celebrate the union of 2 beings in moderation. Moderation in everything brings beauty much more...

Wasting one's money just to get married is something stupid... Taking up a huge loan just to please and feast everyone while you parade infront of everyone sounds like something you would do in ancient times... But not in this morden times... But such are traditions and cultures.... Its difficult to forget and overcome its influences.

I am not saying that you should forget your roots... instead to do it in moderation and within reasonable budget suitable within your means. And sometimes, traditions and cultures that are wasteful are best forgotten... But again, its difficult to separate your wants from those of your elders...

Everyone dream of a beautiful wedding... but mine is of simplicity, close friends and families in a small ceremony. But dreams can be shattered and belonging to a family whose believes in tradions is as strong as the butress roots of a tree in a rainforest, such silly fantasy is one that would only be in dreams... a beautiful sweet dream...

sigh... Traditional weddings are cumbersome anyways... not to mention a wastage of precious money... sigh... But one's fight against such causes are always "its once in a life time's opportunity"...

It is such a difficult choice... One of traditions and culture versus that of what the heart wants... Which usually wins... or which is of the stronger will and which usually bends... I know what is true for me but under the influences of my family anything can bend to their wishes... What is the answer true to your heart?