For the last week or so I have been observing an odd behavior from my father. It's as if he has taken over the mother role and when it comes to the question of marrying off his eldest daughter, it seems to me that he has completely lost it. I'm not calling my father crazy, I love the man to death and I have lots of respect for him. But for some reason when he wants to talk about this "tense" subject with me he has resorted to phone calls and text messages as a way of communication with me. Mind you, we live in the same house.
Observation #1: Last week he called me on the phone home to tell me that he wanted me to take a look at a email exchange between him and his friend where they talk about a potential new suitor. I was confused. Not because the topic of my marriage had come up again (this wasn't a surprise). I was surprised because before this phone call I had spent a good two hours in the house and he was there, my dad. I walked around him, in front of him, even talked to him. Why didn't he mention it then? Instead he decided to call me once my mom and him were on their way to the mosque.
I decided not to think too much into it, just brush it off as nothing and move on. And then it happened again a week later.
Observation #2: Last night my dad and I both made it home at the exact same time. Again, we were in the house for a good hour together before he and my mom left for the mosque again. This time I had missed his call because I was per-occupied elsewhere. When I emerged from the bathroom my sister (in an annoying voice) shouts at me to call back dad. I was wondering what was going on because I had just spoken to my dad 5 minutes ago when I gave him the keys to my car. So what could this be about? Oh no I wondered, he opened up my trunk and saw what a mess it was inside and now he's called to yell at me about it.
But no, he called me to tell me that this new suitor's uncle had called him earlier today and they spoke briefly and now it was up to to me how I wanted to proceed. Really dad, it's up to me? How about we stop having these conversations on the phone everytime you're on the way to the mosque and you be my dad and talk to me in person when we are all home?
I just didn't get it. Was it me? It probably was. He's probably to afraid to approach this topic with me in person nowadays since it's been a tough issue and I normally get very defensive about it. I think I've done almost everything except break valuable china at this point when this subject comes up (half joking of course..ha..ha..ha).
I guess it is in a way humorous. Or maybe I am thinking too much into this and we can't find enough hours in the day to discuss this in person? I mean we are fasting and between Iftar and rushing to get to the mosque in time for prayer it is hard for us to communicate in person with important matters.
But here's where I get the last laugh: My dad left it up to me to decide how I wanted to proceed. As in he has this guy's email address and phone number and now I have to initiate contact. He wants us to talk and see if I even want this.
Wahhh....why me? Why do I have to make the first move? Double Wahhhh. Ugh I hate being a girl sometimes. And for those of you know me, I am sure you can imagine me saying this in person.
I just had to get that out of my system. I am all better now :-)
Alright...here we go...now if only I can find pad of paper of the series of questions I need to ask this dude. The first one being, does this conversation happen in English or my native tongue?
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