Wanted: Iranian Bride (Help me find my Sabrina)
April 14, 2007I’m looking for an Iranian Bride. Yes, this is an incredulous call! For some, perhaps you’d find it pathetic and out of this world-punch in the moon (suntok sa buwan – LOL) desperate attempt to end my single blessedness but I’m really serious here people! I’m taking my chances, slim as it may sound. I’ll tell you why I came up with this search.
Having been able to visit an Iranian territory, Kish Island in particular, I was able to have a general glimpse of how Iranians are, not just with the physical attributes (but I tell you this itself will suffice!), I was given a chance to see how they are with their families down the streets, malls and beach in Kish. I have observed how submissive the women are and the way they take care of the kids, seeing a strong family values deeply rooted by their culture. The biggest hurdle there is, I guess, is geographically, I’m already too far off after having left the Middle East and back in the Philippines. Another thing is that religion and cultural differences will be a big setback for the woman who might be interested although I am as open to every possibility, I, being flexible enough to adjust for the possible for the cultural barrier. It will only take an open mind and will power. I am looking for a Sabrina like bride – the saleslady in Paradise Mall in Kish Island, Iran, selling handkerchiefs and textile items. Following conversation transpired:
Me: Hello, what’s your name?
Sabrina: I’m Sabrina.
Me: Can I take a photo of you, Sabrina?
Sabrina: No, we are not allowed to be taken photos especially from a stranger. *uttered sheepishly, blushing with a shy smile*
Me: I’ll buy one handkerchief if you let me take your photo, please ms…
Sabrina: I’m sorry, you really couldn’t do that.
Me: What will it take me for you to agree?
Sabrina: Nothing. Please, I’m already angry. *still smiling, with her face solemnly accentuated by the lining of a black veil covering her hair.
Me: Ok, but I wanna tell you this, you are very beautiful sabrina. *with a face more than qualified to be a model in manila, her being reserved and refined all the more enhances her total attributes.*
Sabrina: Thank you, welcome to our country.
While I wasn’t successful in my attempt to encapsulate her in a photo, my mind has not failed me. I could still vividly picture her hypnotising smile in my mind.
