I was chatting with a friend in the break room who is about to get married at the end of the year. His, like most Indian marriages is arranged and he is going back to India to get married at the end of the year. I was teasing him about his last few weeks of freedom.
We got to talking about how hard the first year of marriage is. I should know; mine was an arranged marriage as well. Marriage is hard enough when you have known the person for a long time. Imagine how hard it can be when you barely know the person. At first glance, many would arrive at the conclusion that arranged marriages never work. I don't know. I have had four friends who have separated in the past couple of years. Two had arranged marriages, the other two had fallen in love. A statistical wash!
I think marriage is really the art of compromise. I don't think two stubborn, headstrong folks can ever be in a happy union. Marriage succeeds when someone plays second fiddle. Somebody has to back off.
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