For the longest time whenever I came across these over eager aunties, matrons or bridezilla wannabe’s who advocate marriage with a zeal that would humiliate a jihad-dist I used to point out very triumphantly that this marriage thing is absolutely NOT necessary and there are enough people in this world who are doing very well without it. I would proudly point out George Clooney, happy as a clam who fended off the pressure for years and dated some of the most beautiful women, and if I am not wrong won 2 bets to the tune of $40,000 from Nicole Kidman and Michelle Pfeiffer who bet that he will be married with kids by 40.
That was till yesterday when he got married.
It seemed somehow as if the glory of being single suffered a huge blow, George was the beacon of hope for all of us married and unmarried, he symbolized the freedom, adventure and fantasy long lost or longed for, and like my beloved Anne pointed out yesterday, It was the end of an era.
Of course my lament was not well received by the hubs who asked what is so wrong with being married ? And, am I finding fault with him now?? What did he do wrong now? And, that it’s not like George dumped me to marry this girl? The questions came at an alarmingly brisk pace and before I landed myself in more trouble, and after being stared emphatically in the face by the exact reason why I surrendered my single status, I acknowledged wholeheartedly that spending your life in the company of someone who truly loves and shares your values is wonderful.
Looking at the pictures that were floating on the internet, I must admit I was smiling myself, they both looked truly happy and I am very happy for them and wish them both the very best and a wonderful life ahead.
Congratulations George and Amal!