I had just returned from a truly beautiful and magical Tamil Hindu Christian wedding. A few days and a thousand miles later, as I was heading out to work, I was talking to a very good friend who was with me throughout the nuptials.
Arranged marriage. Those two words used to send a shiver of fear down my spine growing up. After all, who would want to marry the man their parents pick out, in a marriage where – at least initially – love, passion and intimacy have no place.