What a Marriage!

February 2, 2010 Mamdooh Cultures, Marriage, People watching, Personal Views, Relationships, 2

She accepted with a look of confusion on her face. She was not sure what she wanted. She was not about to refuse her fathers request. She was a bright one, the future lay ahead of her. She was her mothers pride and joy. Her friends loved her. They were all dreamers and believers in the wonderful world we live in. They jumped in joy and laughter. They played and played some more. She looks in the mirror to see her pretty face. She is faking a smile. She is happy and all her body is in stun mode. She loves her parents. She loves her older brothers. She really loves them. She loves them to death. She was a silent and lovely lolita. Her smiles light up their modest home. She was a happy go lucky girl. She knew she loved him. For he was her man, he was her brave defender, he was her soldier and warrior to the outside world, he was everything she ever wanted, she would confide in him, she would follow him to the moon and back, he would never harm her, he would always put her ahead of his desires and needs, he would laugh and play with her, he was her father.

She looks one more time in the mirror, her reflections confirm her beauty and disillusion her focus, she is confused. She awaits her magical moment as they say, she wants happiness to fill the world, she will be the proud daughter that her family adores and loves. She will be the talk of the town they told her, they never mentioned that the newspapers would carry her story, they never mentioned the other channels of human communication she was heading for.

Her knight in shining armor arrives with an upbeat of her heart. She is ready for him, or is she? he arrives and before him their modest home is filled with goodies that all her family likes, cars are only part of the gifts, for her brothers and father, she has caused them all to smile, happiness was her middle name.

The groom in shining clothes arrives and the ceremony is on. The long yards of food fill the empty space, enough to feed 500 people, yet only 10 are there. She steals a peak through the crack in the door, there he is talking to her father, there he is shaking hands to her title, for today she is his, from today the ownership moves from father to husband, the price is paid in full, she is finally his. This groom is not in love with this bride, it is only marriage, sick style! He has taken his prize for having money, he could afford her, he bought her, her father sold her, she paid the price in full, with a sweet naive smile, she smiled and I damned the people involved in such murders of gentle souls and spirits.

My anger is not from the fact that her husband is 80 years old, my total disgust and sadness strikes me deep when you know that the bride was 12.

The girls mother was divorced and wanted an end to her evil selfish son of a cow father who sold his little child for money, she was 12! only 12, not 21….12 the devil. She was a baby in any families eyes, a cute little girl, he was only 60 he claimed in court, wow! if I could only hang him from his feet upside down and show him off in some deserted area with a big neon sign that spells “ Deadly & Insane Child abuser” beside him I would have the father, the guy that married them and the witnesses including the guests.

The sad thing is the girl refused to get a divorce, for it was her fathers happiness she was after, the poor soul.

p.s. The above story is a based on a true story, ongoing as I type, it sadly takes place in my country, I hope it is escalated and magnified to put an end to this sick practice involving innocent young angels, in the end all angels win, devils fail and fall.

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