I was on my way to Greenbelt 1 to meet with some relatives for a late lunch one Sunday afternoon when my soles started to burn from all the walking I did. I decided to take a detour to Landmark’s foodcourt and refresh with a fruitshake. After a few sips, my mom started calling and began being pushy that I come to where they were immediately. And so, I quickly stood up to continue my long painful walk to Cyma, almost 1km actually.
Upon going up to the ground floor of Landmark, a show about the different weddings of the world was taking place. There were couples dressed up in the traditional wedding attires of people from China, India, Japan, Africa, Spain, United Kingdom, and of course, the Philippines. I found it quite amazing and interesting and I would have stayed to watch a bit more if not for my mom’s assertiveness.
Either way, it felt funny for me to have seen that event. I know that if I haven’t stopped to get a fruitshake, I would have missed that show and wouldn’t be writing this entry now.
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A few nights ago, another wedding-related thing happened. I dreamt of being a bride in a random, urgent, and impromptu wedding. I can’t exactly explain how it led to that but I just saw myself holding a bouquet and walking down the aisle. I remember being confused but excited that I even whispered to my brother (or was it a friend?) who was standing on the front row how glad I was to experience being wed. He didn’t understand what I said so I kept on repeating it to him until the dream ended.
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I know it is June, the national month of weddings, and hearing (seeing) about this subject isn’t the weirdest thing. However, it’s also the first time that I’m feeling weird and funny just getting exposed to it. Dreaming about it made me think if I really want to be a bride but seeing a parade of brides made me think how beautiful weddings naturally are.
I understand that one’s wedding day is supposed to be one’s happiest day. However, I also know that that one happy, glorious day could lead to a lifetime of suffering and regret. The truth is, though I DO want to get wed, I definitely DO NOT want to get married (marriages are different from weddings, mind you). I want to experience that wonderful day every girl is dreaming of but I certainly do not want to get tied to someone, for personal reasons. And having all these “wedding exposures” makes me feel funny though I can’t really explain why. It makes me literally laugh out loud.
The idea of loving weddings but hating marriages may seem quite queer for most. I don’t know if this would really end up happening but I can think of one way how it can. Either way, I’m still saying ‘no’ to future and present marriages (and also to getting tied to someone) and a ‘maybe’ to happy weddings.
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The most recent wedding I’ve been to Aplasca-Liganor, 9 Jan 2010 |
Cheers to weddings!
2 comments:
It's quite interesting that at your early age, being a fresh graduate and all, that you already somewhat made a commitment to not get 'married'. I think at some point in ones life a person might experience an event or meet someone who can make you break this kind of commitment. I have a friend who at an early age also made a commitment not to ever have children, I hope she changes her mind.
Hi! Thank you for your comment. I think I have an idea of who you are (sir?).
Anyway, you're right. That point you mentioned happened around three months after this post. I found someone I wanted to be wed with and be married to. The funny thing is, I already knew him even before I wrote this and we actually agree on the whole idea. But then, as you know, things changed and tables turned. I actually need to write a new entry about all those but haven't found the urge to do so.
BTW, I am also against having children for a number of reasons. Maybe I'll write about it someday. :)
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