Carvalho wrote:
> Frankly, I'm always surprised when men who have been
> raised in the West want a bride from "back home". What
> is the logic behind this? Marriage is surely meant to
> bind two people who have the same points of reference.
 
 
 
selma,
Life's greatest moments usually have no logic. 
 
 
About ten years ago I asked a friends wife why I had not seem them at a dance. 
She replied, "because I did not get a new dress". When I enquired further, she 
said that when her husband was courting her, he told that he would buy her a 
new dress for every dance they went to. Puzzled, I later asked my friend if 
this was true. He replied that he wanted to make sure he would marry her and 
thus said what was required. The dress offer sealed the deal. They had their 
reference point.
 
 

> This attitude of wanting to marry "girls from back
> home", is so regressive and patronising to "girls back
> home". It somehow puts them on a pedestal of
> expectations such as "domestic diva, faithful, demur,
> will treat son like the God he is supposed to be", and
> in large measure manages to dehumanise them as
> individuals. 

 
 
When I was ready to get married, I asked my friends how I could get myself a 
bride (to be) from Goa. They instructed me to go down to Mapusa on Friday, 
stand outside the State Bank of India and hold up my Canadian passport. Sadly 
enough, even though I attempted to do that twice, it did not work. Just before 
the SBI is a little pit stop called Bertsy's. I would pop in there to see if 
there was anyone I knew and invariably get distracted and not make it to the 
SBI stop.
 
 

> The funny thing is when the girls come to America,
> they are supposed to "American" on the outside and a
> bad caricature of black and white Hindi movie heroines
> on the inside; dichotomy many of them are unable to
> sustain.
 
 
When I was desperate to get married, I put my advert on Goanet. I married the 
first person to reply. My wife still insists that it was an arranged marriage 
since all I did was show up. After replying to her reply and corresponding with 
her for two weeks, I met my in-laws (for the first time) late on a Friday 
night. They being from Texas, came prepared with an offer of twenty cows, which 
seemed like a good deal at the time. My wife, being extremely well organized, 
straight away whizzed me to the licencing office. It was one of the weirdest 
twenty four hours of my life. There I was at 1.00 am in Vegas. Instead of being 
at a roulette table, I was standing in line for state permission to get 
married. The weird part being, I, of all people, was the only sober person in 
line. I kept telling myself that this was happening only because it was a leap 
year.
 
 
Since I was still thinking on the day I got married, I wondered if I had not 
really courted my wife. Since I did not want to embarrass her too much,  I told 
her the sweetest words I could think of  i.e. I told her not to worry as if 
anything went wrong, I would give her half a million (good) reasons to leave 
me. Her reply stunned me. Only then did I realize why that line never worked 
for me before.
 
 
When I returned to Toronto, I started getting more replies to my advert. Three 
months later the replies turned into a flood. Six months later, I was still 
getting enquires from India. I guess things move at a difference pace in 
different parts of the world.
 
 
As some of you have already guessed, yes, I am writing this on a Friday night 
with one hand on the honey jar. I am only going to post it if it still seems 
funny (to me) in the morning. Well Selma, I married an "American" thinking I 
would get one both inside and outside the house. Guess what? The IT 
professional from Silicon Valley suddenly turned into a Goan housewife.  She 
wants to stay at home with the baby, calls me "the light of the house" AND buys 
me all the beer I need. She claims she does the later only because I am an easy 
person to please.
 
 
So NRG men, not all is lost. There are a lot of good folks out there to meet, 
connect with, and marry.
 
 
Mervyn3.0
PS. I later found out that I was courting my wife before I sent in my advert on 
Goanet. She had been reading Goanet and found Mario's posts and the replies to 
them funny. That is what caught her eye. Once again, life's greater moments 
usually have no logic.


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