Friday, 31 January 2014

Thought In Life : Marriage

What day is it today? Ah, yes. Friday, January 31st, 2014.

   Being deeply loved by someone - and vice versa - being in love is somewhat necessary to human being. We are born and taught in school to work and finding a mate and married. For some people, if not all, we are here through love, grow with love, having education and social life to learn how to love and finally marry who we think as 'the one'. Most of us go with the flow, think that this cycle is normal, that there is no other way to continue this life on, especially without love.
   The word "love" itself contented positive feeling. Its aura is sicking yet so awfully beautiful that it becomes timeless to be talked about. People make up their mind, and even stand a vow to be with their beloved forever until death come in a marriage. But then, is marriage only about living together and become a supporter for each other lovers? Is it that simple? NO. I guess many couples - who have been passing marriage - might have the same opinion with me. I myself haven't been married; neither did I have an intimate relationship.
   Since I was little, especially a girl, all fairy-tail stories that I read ended in happy way which meant one would marry the one who they loved. Then, it was once become a dream: to marry someone we deeply intoxicated with. Yet now, in this modern era when women stand equally with men, I found this as a scary and terrifying action to be taken in my life. Now I come to realization that in a marriage, or even in relationship, communication is important and thus we will be required to tell almost all about ourselves; and that means to become exposed to other people entirely.
   To be honest, I don't know what atheists thought about their daily life. I was taught as believer, and am now a believer, and I believe that Someone has been solely watching me every time. This thought for awhile, has scared me the most because I know that I could not hide ANYTHING. Then again, sometimes I forgot this 'fact' because God is 'unseen' and think that what I'm doing will be known by only me; yet I am wrong. Even if He is unseen, so what? He's there and will always be there. He's been there before my rational thought or physical body had been formed.
   A marriage is - I think - somewhat alike but instead of being exposed to unseen God, we face a person. Now, after I mentioned about God's presence that always been everywhere, the idea of marriage seems unworthy to be afraid of. Still, thought of opening your heart, mind and soul recklessly toward stranger (once we had no relation at all, hadn't we?) kind of haunting my brain. In marriage, you need not only love, but also commitment, courage, and a bit of passion to fire a relationship (that what's I heard). To make a commitment is a tough one: except by the mercy of Undefined Power - God Himself - we could not bear the pain of being faithful.
   Okay, think of it. Even if you love some so much you could die, there must be a spark of tiresomeness and feeling of being tied? That's actually what I had imagined though. Didn't you need a distance from people who are closest to you: Best friends, parents, grandma, grandpa, sister, brother, cousin, nieces, nephews, and more? I believe sometimes you'll feel to keep a distance from them even if you don't live together 24 hours under the same roof. How could you bear your boredom if the same person staying in you sight - like, FOREVER - no matter what condition you are in? Maybe because I never being in relationship, i found it to be annoying and disturbing and the same time, yet human requires others to survive. Well, I don't know though, the thought of people who has been in relationship or already married by now. I'm surprised that my thought has been leading me to write this kind of long post. I also don't know how to end this, but I hope everyone will have the right choice, and has considered it in deep thought before thinking to get marry... So long...

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 HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR 2565 ^^

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