The Love Journey of Lakshmi
I was wondering if boys think the same as girls.
If they think further when they meet someone.
I am not speaking about what they think about getting married, or fantasizing about their outfit at the altar.
But perhaps it is more innocent, or less far fetched.
I don’t know how to explain otherwise, for the simple fact that I am just asking this.
If boys also do that.
It was something that kept my mind occupied.
And that I couldn’t find the words on how to say or even express it.
So, this is what I normally do whenever something like this happens.
I just sit and let the words speak by themselves. Letting my fingers be the extension of what it is that wants to be said on paper.
That is the space the words would come out right.
But the most important thing for me to do, is not just to sit but find the time that there is nothing else.
No need to finish. No boundary of time.
Just me sitting in a space filled with only that.
There is something I want to say and set straigth about arranged marriage.
After my father died and my mother was left with me. It was the opinion of white people I believed.
I was thinking about marriage and what that really means.
I have met some people, that carry on their finger a ring.
As I have thought about the foundation of love.
Just one of my stories.
I was thinking what can happen when it comes to marriage.
Better to say of how it happens to get married in the first place.
So many ways of reaching that destination, perhaps even a goal of life for some.
When it comes to marriage, I am thinking about my parents.
Arranged married, Indian, that is what it is mainly.
If that involves love?
I don’t know, really.
There seems to be a lot of mystery around that.
Arranged marriage.