Tuesday, June 3, 2014

THE HOLLOWNESS OF INDIAN CULTURE

We Indians are proud on our broad, vast and ancient culture. It is a treasure for us. The culture of arranged marriages is also one of the shining gems which belongs to this treasure. The 'Firangees' (western people) admire us for it, and why would they not admire? Through arrange marriages
we not only bond two people with with a cordial relationship, but we do the same with two families.

An incident reminds me the inception of such a cordial relationship between two families. It happened when my Aunt, a mother-like figure ( because I call her my Ma-si) approached the age of getting married. A boy's family approached her family.But they had some requirements, and these requirements were mandatory to be fulfilled as they have given birth to a boy, which, according to our society, makes them the greatest and the holiest. So the holy requirements were as follows-

  •  The girl should wake up at 5 in the morning, as her future mother in law was a teacher, she required lunch to be prepared at 5.
  • The girl should do everything on her own without hiring any help from anybody.
  • The girl should bear a son ( her son was her third child after two daughters, and then we wonder how India has got such a big population)
  • The girl should welcome every relative, no matter if you are taking rest or you are sick.

And finally

  • A huge amount of money as dowry!!

There were some more holy requirements for the marriage ceremony as well, like

  • The financial burden of the reception ceremony to be managed by the girl's family.
  • Car in dowry
  • Clothes for each and every relative
  • AC rooms in the hotel where marriage was taking place.

In short it was a ceremony for getting a son bearing machine cum maid cum shortcut to acquire a lot of money in a single shot!!

I am more than glad to be born in the land of saints and sages and I had my mind fully stuffed with all morals at a tender age, I also feel surprised when I discover the hollowness of value system of ours.

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