I am getting married tomorrow. I am trapped in an arranged marriage. My elders say it is wiser to marry for wealth. And who am I to discontinue a tradition deeply embedded for many generations?
I will leave a letter for my elders so they will know I'm not ungrateful and that they shouldn't look for me.
The Scent of Green Papayas
Flavor of Green Tea Over Rice
- A Woman's Head is an Entirely Different Beast
- Zan Chiu's Ancient Art of Cooking For and Entertaining 21st Century Foodies
- a mirror in my head that mirrors reality idealistically. It helps.
And wheels within wheels,
never ending or beginning in an ever-spinning wheel,
like a door that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream
or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream,
like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face.
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
like the circles that you find
in the windmills of your mind.
you are happy where you are.
you no longer believe in fairy tales.
you are not into trends that have no lasting value.
if you appreciate simplicity.
if you love nature.
and if you are reinventing the wheel.