Secrets of One Arranged Marriage

Do not overshare. Keep your mouth shut. Smile often.” My mother is going over the ground rules for everyone present. Her brother is smiling excessively, pure elation visible on his boyish face. My uncle is about to meet his to-be- bride for the first time. “The poor woman who knows nothing about him”, I say under my breath. I am still perplexed about this strange way of marrying, it’s not something I ever want to do. No one else seems to be concerned like me. This first meeting is a big deal. My grandmother Dadin’s raggedy old home has been cleaned by maids my mother hired. All the dark and gloomy has been covered under rugs, and seat covers and cushions have been used to spruce up the old place. We’ve been instructed to disclose as little as possible. <a href="https://medium.com/read-or-die/secrets-of-one-arranged-marriage-6d33896dab89">Read More</a>