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Maldivian Wedding Engagement Party

It's the season of love!

From where I'm standing, I'm seeing love all around me. First off, my cousin is getting married to his long-time boyfriend (super excited to go home for that!). Second, we got an invitation to a wedding engagement party in Male' City.

It was exciting because I haven't witnessed a traditional wedding, let alone an engagement party, here in the Maldives. The first questions were "what to bring" and "what to wear".

Uncle (the father of Jeico,the bride-to-be) told us it's custom to bring gifts during the wedding, but not on the engagement party. All we had to do was come in our traditional clothes and enjoy the night.

And we did!

We rented traditional skirts from a shop in Galolhu for only 53 rufiyaa. The boys got their own white top and bought feyli (sarong) for 75 rufiyaa at Lost Souvenirs.

Have a glimpse of that memorable engagement party with this video. Enjoy and happy Love Month!


Of terrible twos, terrifying threes, and tearful twenties


Don't judge me but Kris Aquino was the first who introduced me to "the terrible twos, terrifying threes." She was talking about Bimb, of course, in her talk show. The adjectives get better as kids age, she told.

Yes, the adjectives change. Only the adjectives. The struggles were still the same.

Twos, maybe, were only terrible because we can't really say what we want. Threes were only terrifying for the adults because of the tantrums we throw. Who can blame us? These people pinch our cheeks every chance they get.

Fresh fifteen is such a tall order for us mortals who went through a whack load of hormonal changes. Oh, more importantly, the catcalls that came with sixteen didn't make it sweet!

Nothing really changes as we age. Life neither gets easier, nor does it get more difficult. The battles are directly proportional to our years. Adults just feel more confident because of one thing--

EXPERIENCE.

Experience makes us more composed in front of the cashier compared to a 2nd grader who forgets to borrow ten or carry one.
Experience makes our Tita seem to know the right thing to say every time we ask for career advice.
Experience makes you cry at night because you know this boy is going to be bad for you.

By this virtue, we, the twenties, get the most pressure. As technically adults, we are assumed to have the experience. If you don't, then you're expected to learn as fast as possible. You're made to feel you don't have a whole semester to be familiar with life, and you should have mastered the art of making split-second decisions . Shall you say yes to that invite? Will this be a good thing to say to your boss? If you ask for time, then you're labelled indecisive. We make rash decisions with our fingers crossed, hoping it will turn out good; but because the Universe does not owe us any favor, typically those decisions will turn out bad. We go home tired and tearful. We console ourselves by telling "just charge it to experience" which is good because experience is something we can never have enough.

This is why even the best mathematicians fall short in their calculations in the same store because they don't know about this country's add-on taxes.
The same Tita is hiring a consultant to help fix her business issues.
The lack of experience makes you wipe those tears and still take the leap while thinking maybe, just maybe, this guy will be different.

So to you, my dear, no matter how old you are, life is terrible, terrifying, and tearful but only if we don't go out there and experience it.



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