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April 15, 2005 The effect of any unsuspected attack can only be assessed after its occurrence. In the wake of aunty and soon to be engaged cousin…the most destroyed casualties were my parents. Mother dearest has lost all interest in life and now haunts the house like a lost ghost moaning what will become of my daughter…the mere mention of marriage sends her into a strange rosary clicking…prayer reciting…panic frenzy. My current resume is completely unacceptable as it lacks all the good paki marriage-able girl qualities and I am constantly threatened into doing something about it. My usually rational father has also been convinced of this state of emergency which needs immediate attention. So…a trip has been planned… To the holy land… Where ALL prayers are answered… The image of my mother beating her chest...clinging to the walls of the house of God and pleading for a suitor as if he will fall out of the sky amuses me more than the idea of me being a witness to this embarrassing event...which means...yes...I will be dragged along....me with my shaky belief and disinterest. Now I need a date for the wedding AND the Holy Trip! (I am so going to burn in hell!) (6:03 PM) ~`~ |
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