We don’t date as such, we don’t move in together before marriage, we don’t meet alone before marriage, plenty do but we aren’t allowed to do that. My mum is very much a “if he likes you he’d contact me and your dad expressing his interest”, doesn’t matter how old we are, whether we are 17 or 47, it’s never completely our decision as our close relatives must agree for the marriage to be finalised and accepted. We can’t date independently, we can’t meet alone, it has to be run through the family.
He’s 27, he is on an after studies work visa, rather than a student visa. I think he’s feeling some pressure from his family to get married, his mum is incredibly religious and possibly could be the driving force behind it.
We spoke on the phone, he was saying his mum was wanting to see a picture of me, which is normal, I sent him a couple to send to her but he was asking for a forward facing passport style picture which I said no to due to security reasons, and that if she wants to see me she can call me, he agreed. He said he was looking to see if his employer could sponsor him, I said this would be a great idea because if he has this opportunity then he could under the skilled visa route, although difficult wouldn’t be impossible.
When he talks about all the places he will take me “when we get married” it makes me more drawn to him, he is a source of freedom for me, we have a lot in common, he wants to travel and the only way I can do that is if I have a husband and go with him.
Sometimes I think, what’s the point? It is almost as though us daughters are a liability, we belong to our fathers and later our husbands are our allocated guardians, our lives are governed and oversaw by men because they’re our protectors and have responsibility towards us, like keeping us sheltered, fed, clothed, warm. We have to be constantly chaperoned, our bodies objectified, our locations questioned. And If he hits me? Well, not much different to being a child, we got hit a lot.