They’re Dropping Like Flies
It’s not even Summer, but marriage fever’s set in. And following closely behind is that even worse WEDDING fever.
A stalwart friend spent the last three-odd days shopping for wedding clothes with a prospective-bride-friend, even though she HATES shopping AND men. Another got engaged to fanfares and diamond sunbursts and affection and a ton of presents. A dear neighbour was thrilled to tell us – and we were thrilled to hear it – that her lovely daughter was soon to be engaged. Even an old school-friend, who is – gasp – NEITHER Asian NOR Muslim but in fact probably IRISH, is making for the aisle/altar/beach for purposes of matrimony. And the list goes on.
It’s like when there isn’t rain for a long long time, and then there is a big ol’ storm, and the baked-dry earth can’t absorb it all so there are floods. Wait, I am totally not sure how that analogy might or might not work, but what I mean is for a long time, people are forced to sit around on their jacks doing absolutely peanuts (other than meeting dodgy guy after dodgy guy sometimes in completely dodgy circumstances), and the next thing you know, they’ve met The One, and then NEXT thing you know, EVERYONE is getting hitched except YOU. And also your two – or maybe three – reject-friends*. So each of you take solace in the fact that the other is still single and not at risk of falling to this dangerous fever.**
Of course, some sage and disapproving people reading this are shaking their heads, sighing, and thinking, ‘if you’re going to be so fussy…’
But the truth is, we are possibly the least fussy of the gang, but different things are important to us, and different things are uncompromisable. I’ve known people to get as specific as the exact height and eye colour (6’2″, green eyes)(Asians have a thing about green eyes XD), and – amazingly – they get EXACTLY WHAT THEY ASK FOR.
That is the real miracle, don’t you think?
And so, the hounded singletons are left fighting on the defensive, because if EVEN THE MAD-PICKY ones found a man, WHY CAN’T WE? We must be EVEN FUSSIER with our over-educated preferences!
Our ‘over-educated preferences’, though, are quite simple: we don’t mention looks (or money or gold or jewels). We want them to be practising and committed to Islam, and also to be reasonably intelligent and interesting and not numpties. What exactly are we meant to compromise here? It’s like the shortest hubby shopping list EVER.
So the question remains: they’re dropping like flies – why aren’t we?
* It must be noted that they do the rejecting, for the reasons that the guys are just DODGY.
** Despite all attempts to contract it.