Arranging Love

“Oh Thank God you’re home, I thought you were going to be late!”

“I always come home at this time Mom. What’s wrong?”

The girl was confused, but too tired from a long day at work to worry about why her mother had whisked her off to her bedroom straight from the door rather than letting her into the living room.

“There’s some people here to see you..” the mother was hesitant , eyeing her daughter nervously.

The girl visibly tensed, conflicting emotions chasing each other across her face. She looked at her equally tense mother.

“Mom you know I don’t like these awkward meetings, I’m no good at small talk! Besides, I don’t want to get married yet!”

“You’re 26, if we don’t start looking now, we’ll never find a good match! Arranged marriages take time.”

“I know I know, but it’s awkward! Knowing they’re here to judge me, to decide if I’m good enough for their son…”

“It goes both ways sweetheart, we’re judging right back!”

The girl laughed. Her mother was right after all. She glanced at herself in the mirror, self consciously fidgeting with her hair. She wished she had more time to work on her appearance, but this would have to do.

“Ok, let’s do this,” she said with a confidence that she really wasn’t feeling. Her heart beat just a little faster as she followed her mother to the front of the house and to the waiting guests…

To be continued…


Over the years since I’ve been blogging I’ve been asked more than once how I met my husband, how arranged marriages work. Each marriage, arranged or not, comes about differently and I can’t speak for them all, but this is my story.Β 

If you enjoyed the first part, here is Part 2!


26 thoughts on “Arranging Love

    1. Lol! No I’m not writing it yet πŸ˜‚ it’s going to be 4 or 5 parts only so I’m thinking of posting it once a week, every Monday 😁 Have patience grasshopper!

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