I have been in Dozens if not hundreds of weddings (even organized quite a few) ..... the above pics are Completely NOT a Pakistani wedding .. more like a rich People wedding Fiesta in thr Bubble ...
looks Fantastic but is totally Plastic !!!!
Normal Pakistani Weddings are based on two things .. Bride's Dress (& jewelry), Good Food and thats all one have to manage in order to have a decent event
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Some with thr interest and how deep thr pockets spend on Better Wedding halls, and / or Firing and blah with multiple events !!!!
While other due to our societal norm includes Dowry, Jahaiz & all that !
The worst thing is that these Posts create a hype in the mind of the would be brides & stress in the mind of the would be grooms .... the modern Movies & Dramas haven't helped Either !
In Place where i work ... Men went unmarried coz they could not
afford the wedding and its auxiliaries ... (i had personal Interaction with the males)
http://www.arabnews.com/saudi-arabia/news/718471
http://www.arabnews.com/featured/news/691761
On the other hand Girls go past thr "Wedding age" coz the parents are not able to afford the
Dowry ...
http://blogs.tribune.com.pk/story/2...down-with-the-dowry-enough-with-the-spending/
SO PLEASE i do not mind what the rich people do behind the walls of thr Posh Palace .... but stop promoting them even if it is in order to promote the soft image of "country" ... for the love of God ..
STFU !
The tradition of dowry and its implications are best described in these two poems by women in Pakistan:
The Curse of Dowry
Credits: Saliha Rashid
My eyes are heavy
My thoughts are drowsy
As if they are the perfume of poppy
My hands are tied by the curse of dowry
Descended on me by the descent people of my society
Sabotaged my life through the wheels of my Ferrari
I tried to walk on the clutches of my dowry
Soon they were broken, leaving me in the arms of treason
I turned around the corner
Believing someone called me to return
I was on the wrong corner,
Alone, drowning in the curse of dowry
Sunburns of courage help me break free from these ropes
Because I can see fate has given me hope
To fly on the wings of belief
And breaking the mirror of disbelief
That may be dowry would have sanctified me
Marriage
Credits: Naurin Ramay
My name is marriage
I am daughter of this earth
Was born free to surf
I was abducted by the tradition of dowry
Who raped my dreams without any mercy
i kept yelling to free me from the handcuffs of dowry
I was left alone in the dark alley
i was poisoned, i was tortured i was burned
But no one came to save me from this commination
Today, i lay in my grave
Cursing all those who were gay
Murmuring, turning their back and closing their eyes
As the daughters of earth were being burned and disgraced
I pity the callousness of my society
Where they own this tradition of dowry
http://www.redlipshighheels.com/economics-of-women-marriage-in-pakistan/