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Please ...... take my daughter......I will pay for it!!

So marriages brings a glow to a family. With all sorts of decorations and all we all feel happy at those times. But the biggest agony of girl's parents during the marriages is dowry. The girl's family works hard to make arrangements. The girl's family is often seen with their heads down in front of the boys family. Then if any arrangement, any, like food, decoration etc has some little fault in it then they are often rebuked and insulted by the boy's family. After all they are the boy's family they can do anything huh! .... collars high. Its a shame that we have different status for both the families. Just being a boy's family is enough.... an honour is attached to it. WHY??? It is a big shame for the rich Indian culture.Huh! Even after the girl's family is the one sending their daughter the important member of their family to the boy's house why are they the ones to pay the dowry???? Is it like a price given to keep garbage at someone's house? I know this custom started as a good means to give a share of the family property to the daughter. But now what is its relevance when girls have to be legally given a share of the family property. It should be hers not his and his family's. I have heard of some people who don't educate their daughter's just to save money for dowry and what happens is if there is some tension between the husband and wife then wife is always the one to compromise because she is at his mercy. she cannot go back parents won't accept. I don't really know when will this end.

ps:) This post was originally posted on That's Awful

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Si_Lee said…
seen this there .. and gotta agree to each word said here ...
September 17, 2008 at 7:42 PM
Priya Joyce said…
@ sid

hey thanx i am happy tat u agree but sad tat i hav to post it there coz of the situation.
kitna accha hota agar mujhe ye post hi nahi karna padta.

hey will cum by ur place soon k am a lil busy wth exaams tom last one.
September 17, 2008 at 7:50 PM
Kartz said…
Couldn't 've been stated better...
September 17, 2008 at 9:52 PM
Tushar Mangl said…
I mean, the sheer passion in which post has been written
wows me.
Things are changing,but as we push ourselves into more materialistic world
These points which Priya has raised will only aggravate in the future
Phew!!!
I wish i knew when will this end
September 18, 2008 at 2:02 AM
Priya Joyce said…
@ tsshar:

yes it may increase due to certain reasons but I personally think literacy wud play an important part in this i mean ti slow the speed by which its increasing.
thanx
September 18, 2008 at 5:42 AM
Tushar Mangl said…
With literacy priya
is coming brand conscious.
Now people want specific brands in there dowry baggage.
September 20, 2008 at 12:54 AM
Priya Joyce said…
@ tushar:

haan shai kaha par i kuch toh farak padna chahiye thougt the effect will be of both types.
September 20, 2008 at 6:29 AM
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