In the beginning of chapter 13 in The Kite Runner, Amir and Soraya get married. They have a traditional Muslim wedding with a nika (swearing ceremony), and they follow many other cultural traditions as well. For instance, the wedding was paid for by the groom's family, they read from the Koran, said oaths, played a traditional wedding song, hennaed Soraya's hands and ate traditional food. They both seem nervous, but extremely happy as well.
This passage made me begin to think about my future. It's stereotypically every little girl's dream to grow up, meet Prince Charming and have a huge, fluffy white wedding. And, although I try my hardest to not fall into stereotypes in general, somewhere deep down I know I would love that. Maybe this is just my Disney-movie-filled upbringing, but it seems like an amazing wedding leads to a happily ever after.
Also, hearing about their cultural traditions that they are sticking to brings about the realization of how important it is to not forget the past. They could have just had a cookie-cutter generic wedding, but they decided to stick to their roots and old customs. Hopefully someday, when I am the one at the altar, I won't forget this lesson. I will embrace my Jewish heritage and have the ceremony in a synagogue with a rabbi and break a glass. And of course, we'll end up doing the Hora at the party.
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