Today is there wedding anniversary...
16August 2014 was there wedding #arrangedmarriage#familyyouareeverything#truelove#happinessishere 4 years back they got married, last year they were together but today unfortunately they both uble and jannat are not together...
#divorced#seprated jannat is very sad today crying and missing all those beautiful days and uble?? Don't know weather he remember this day or no#nevertrustanyone#cheaters#betrayal#thriller
Jannat has still hope that uble will realise his mistake and will come back to her. Jannat is so foolish to think so..
Uble has already moved on..
I wish and pray for jannat's happiness may god bless her with lots of happiness and good health Ameen..
When Meera Patel was 24, she told her friends, "I'm going to find a husband in a year". The young women laughed at her own certainty — after all, Meera had barely shown interest in dating, let alone marriage. But the Sydney pharmacy student wasn't joking. Like generations of Gujarati Indians before her, Meera had enlisted her family to find her a husband. But when Meera marries in January, her arranged marriage will look dramatically different to how it might have just a generation ago. So would you trust your parents to find you a life partner? You can read more about Meera's story on the RN homepage. Photo: ABC Arts/Teresa Tan #arrangedmarriage
My mom was adamantly opposed to my move to West Africa, primarily because, just like an overripe banana, we #Muslim girls 'expire' aka we may grow to an age where we become 'unmarriagable.' Having crossed over to my mid-twenties recently, my mother was deathly afraid that no respectable suitor would accept me, horrendously old, withered, and unattractive as I am, and so, in her own words, she 'tried her best to stop me' from doing Peace Corps. This included stealing critical paperwork, not letting me use the car to drive to get vaccines, (I walked 3 miles to the clinic on numerous occasions to gain medical clearance for service) and many more events which I will save for another colorful, cathartic instagram post... The tides are turning now though, and I can hardly believe it. Ma just messaged me and NOT ONLY did she refer to my country of residence as 'Gambia,' (she didn't know which country I lived in for maybe the first 6-8 months of my service and often called it South Africa 🇿🇦 😂) but she also went to an 'African' store in Los Angeles and sent me this picture! . Is my mother finally coming to terms with my decision?? Too early to say, but these small things, trivial though they may be to the average #PeaceCorps volunteer, mean volumes to an #Asian , #MuslimPCV like myself. Who knows, maybe she'll even begin to distinguish between East and West Africa in the future! She currently just talks about this vast continent as a whole-like, 'Africa kaisa hai?' translated to 'How's Africa?' Ah well. Baby steps. 👍🏽
A day to remember, #day42 , Austin’s “first date” 💕. He couldn’t relax ALL DAY 😂 until it was time to go pick up his friend, Clara. He showered up, picked a flower from my garden for her mom, @swaldner3, and showed up with nothing but class. Proud Momma over here 💁🏼♀️ Every single door opened, paid for the night (all with coupons cause he takes after me there too 😂💵) and even a post movie ice cream after a hot day🍦. One for the memory books without a doubt 🙌🏻💕 #arrangedmarriage#arbonnekids#lockupyourdaughters#oldschoolgentleman