First comes marriage, then comes love,

Be there a flower that can choose its pollen. Be there a seed that chooses where it lands?

As people, we've all wished for the freedom to choose. The freedom to decide.

Who do you want for a spouse? Who is deserving of that position of being a husband or wife to you? Who should be the one to decide that? You? The other half? Your family? Or friends?

And what should the decision be based upon? Love? Or isit background. Who he is, what you want or need. What he can give you. Or perhaps, what his family or yours, is like.

Marriage has always been a big and celebrated event. The union of two souls to become one. To forever exist together till the day when you die. Though it doesn't always turn out as lovely as it is made out to be.

But really, who does reserve the right to choose your soul mate? Would you let your parents make this difficult, life-changing decision? Or would you rather be the one to decide?

We live in a world where love is made out to be the pre-determining factor in marriage. In order for you to marry someone, you have to love him first. And as such light is shed, it is impossible for a marriage that is decided before such feelings blossom, to work. But is this a misconception?

How many of the people you know married because they wanted to do so? And were their spouses of their choosing? Do they like the life they live in now?

How many of the people you know married to people of their parents' choosing? What kind of lives do they live in? Is it any better?

Would you marry someone of your parents' choosing?

The basis of any good family's choice would most often be upon religion, background and character. That couldn't be bad, now, could it? To have your spouse picked and chosen by those whom care for you.

That prospect is one that would be gladly entertained by those whom are free from the whims of a young child touched by the tendrils of free-roaming love and affections. But those whom have felt the tugging of crushes and affections, it may appear to be more of a burden. Would a life lived in marriage to a person other than the one you love be happy one?

Would you want to live if your husband or wife, was not the one you wanted to marry? Would it be a happy marriage? Could you love him?

The question really, is why not?

Marriage proposed by parents, is a decision done on the basic thought that it would lead to good for the family, as well as the child in question. Would that the marriage bring prosperity and bright prospects to te family as a whole. As for the couple to be married, well, to love someone is to learn to live with that person.

Love is cultivated. Marriage, is a contract. Love can grow in almost any circumstance. This desert flower could plant itself within the hearts of strangers. Even those bound by the ties of marriage before it could blossom. So the question is, do You wish to choose the one you love, or would you like to leave it to the hands of your elders?

Be there a flower that can choose its pollen. Be there a seed that chooses where it lands?

My answer: We are that flower. We are that seed.