Saturday, June 18, 2005

A Modern Indian woman struggles with Arranged Marriage

Is Arranged Marriage Really Any Worse Than Craigslist?
...the pressure on me to find a husband started very early. A few days after my 1st birthday, within months of my family’s arrival in the U.S., I fell out the window of a three-story building in Baltimore. My father recalls my mother’s greatest concern, after learning that I hadn’t been gravely injured: “What boy will marry her when he finds out?” she cried, begging my father to never mention my broken arm—from which I’ve enjoyed a full recovery—to prospective suitors out of fear my dowry would be prohibitively higher...

A modern Indian woman struggles with arranged marriage.

I thought this first-person account by a young, single Indian-American was a brilliantly written piece with liberal doses of wit. I am sure a lot of young Indian women are torn between being the dutiful daughter and opting for an arranged marriage or rebelliously going the romantic route with a marriage for love.