Showing posts with label marriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marriage. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

How To Make A Man Do Everything You Want




I have read a very interesting article on when and how to make your man do whatever you want and decided to share it with women who don’t know it yet. Even if they know, it’s just a reminder. I’ll print it and read it once in a while too, just to remember how to train my man. It might be very useful for women who are dating, looking for a date, just got married or planning on getting married. For those who have been married for a long time the author says it might be too late, hence the time is wasted and your husband has already gotten used to the rules and might appear too stiff to be trained. According to that article the honeymoon is the best time to start training your husband.

Training, as I understood is not offending at all, and shouldn’t be to the men who will read this. Why? Just because the woman is the one who is responsible for the family. Just because nature programmed men in a way that they should be going hunting, making great scientific and geographical discoveries, go to war and die to win them. So women are the ones who create the family and they can have the right to choose the man, to love him, to train him and if he is good- live with him. Imagine you’re working with clay and while it’s new, wet and soft- you can make any shapes, but when it dries up forget about it.

Some women wonder after 10 years of living together and trying to change him just not working. “I’ve been living with you ten years and you've never given me flowers and never bought me gifts!” and the husband honestly says “But you never told me you liked flowers and wanted gifts!” and he is right! He's just one of the millions of husbands that are not trained. You can get anything you ever wanted in your honeymoon, while his love is still hot, not that it will cool down later but it will become a habit. And we have to cultivate good habits like taking care of you, bringing you flowers, cleaning after himself, buying you gifts at least once a month and very expensive ones every 6 months. You can make your own list and he will do it all. How? Just give him hints, make sad faces and in the cases when your man is super dumb- tell him.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Who Should Decide Your Future




Just like the good old days, everybody is concerned why I'm still single especially my father who thinks I will get old and nobody will ever marry me and I will live with them forever. It’s a good idea, a daughter who cleans, cooks and takes care of the house and everybody in it. But still he was persistent with the idea to find me a husband even though my mom wasn’t that much concerned.

I don’t think any parent in any culture other than mine would bring his friend’s son and lock him in a room with his daughter on their first date. I don’t remember seeing this lanky, face full of pimples “fiancé” before. “Hi” he said after forever lasting silence. “If you think you are going to marry me, the answer is No! I don’t like you. I want to marry someone I know and someone I love and don’t even try to argue!” After that he was harmless. I don’t think it was his initiative to come and see me and he definitely wasn’t ready to start a family.

I told him that when our parents come in to ask us out we will just sit and tell them that we didn’t like each other and if they want we can be friends, but we had different interests to be husband and wife. “Why do you have to have similar interests? One of you has to be a wife and the other a husband!” our fathers were surprised. They meant I have to stay in the kitchen and he will work and support myself and our kids. I keep asking the heavens when it will be over. When finally will we be able to find our husbands and wives by ourselves. Hope that day is not that far, so we will be responsible for our own mistakes.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

The Sack Over Your Head A Ring On Your Finger



It all started two years ago and today I’m going to put an end to it. You would think people would stop me on the street to ask me for the time or for directions or even money. NO! They stop me to ask where am I from. The waiters in the restaurants should ask what I want to order for my entrée but instead they ask me where am I from. My neighbors instead of saying hi or bye to me ask me where am I from. Ok. Enough. I am going to finish it today. Let me clear this up by saying I’m not Chinese or Japanese - I am Kyrgyz.

We have quite different appearance and completely different customs, traditions and beliefs. Lets just take our tradition on marriage. Young people date for a short period of time and if a guy decides to get married his friends get together and stalk after her and when the moment is right they just kidnap her. Sometimes even the groom participates. He might trick her by asking her out to a restaurant and after dinner instead of taking her back to her place they just go straight to his house. As soon as they arrive the grooms mother puts a kerchief on the bride’s head and if she doesn’t take it off- that means she agrees to be his wife.

The riots, hysterics and crying are not rare as well. How would you feel if a boyfriend you just met kidnaps you and when you left your house you forgot to make your bed or even more tragic- you have to have your favorite pillow to have a good night sleep. And he happens to kidnap you the day when you didn’t have it in your purse. I understand when a girl knows a guy and they have dated at least a month, but there are marriages where couple’s first date was on their wedding day. The funniest thing in all this tradition is that the divorce rate is very low in Kyrgyzstan. My marriage was in a similar way, I was kidnapped and we had a baby girl year later. I want to tell you guys about how men used to test if it was a right woman for them, but it’s getting late and I have an early class tomorrow. So ciao for today my friends!

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Bloody Knife



All relationships usually start romantically and pure. Mine started with a lot of blood, swelling and head aches. I met a surgeon. He was excellent, tall and handsome. All you want from a man, but not from your surgeon. I didn’t want him to look inside of my mouth and pull my wisdom tooth out. Yes he was a facial surgeon. After some time dating him and having our first kiss I still felt uncomfortable thinking about that he pulled my tooth, and I was always thinking how he felt kissing me, if he thinks about my tooth.



Funny and silly, I know, but I can’t do anything about it and it keeps bothering me even now, after I broke up with him. I think that was the reason I couldn’t continue the relationship with him. If we only met in different circumstances, I think we would have a future. Neither I wouldn’t be able to date my hairdresser, my lawyer ( partially because I try to sue anyone I can- I have a lot of issues), and my best friend- because he knows too much about me, especially the part which my boyfriend shouldn’t know. At the end, it seems to me- I have nobody to date.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

One Of The Reasons Of Divorce Is Marriage


As I promised you earlier that I will talk about my ex-husband and all those family issues. Psychotherapists talk about all kinds of issues today, they even create issues that are not issues. But is you think they are the main issues themselves. Divide the word psychotherapist into three parts Psycho- the- rapist and you will see that the only issue is themselves.


Not that I don’t like them, they truly serve to our society and try to make it mentally healthier, just waiting when it’s all will work. Anyway, back to my own issues that overload my brain box. It has been almost 6 years and by now I can assure you that I am over it and can provide 98% truthful information. He was young and handsome when we just met. We were friends for almost a year and his best friend became my best friend, I will talk about him in the section of my best friends


Women have intuition that most of the species lack, and with the help of the same sense I felt he wanted to date me himself when other friend was introducing me his friends as potential that I would consider to date. Time passes by, he keeps quiet. One cold February evening he invites me to his apartment. Being friends for so long with both of them I have been to their places on various occasions, this time was very special. I did not know about it however. I had no doubt of other people coming. 20:30 we were alone, my body trembles under the warm sweater. Wonderful dinner, movie that none of us is watching. Oh, I forgot I had an ice-cream! Believe me, it was part of the plan.