Editor's Note: This is the first article of a two-part series.
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I have lived
and worked in the U.S. for a long time now, but just when I think I have seen
enough of the life of Somalis in the diaspora, something new comes up.
I was
driving through the large state of Texas on my way to California when a phone
call from a friend interrupted my train of thought.
“Hassan, I
will never talk to you again,” she said.
“What did I
do?”
“Two years
ago, you wrote about my brief marriage.”
“No, I did
not.”
“In your
piece, ‘Spouses in Crisis,’ you called it a ‘blink-and-you –missed-it’ marriage.”
“Did I
mention your name and your former husband’s?”
“No.”
“Then it was
not you. It was about a woman who was married to a control freak. Your ex was
not a control freak.”
“Never mind,
just forget about it,” she said and then changed the topic.
The example of my friend is by no means the exception. There
are plenty of examples of similar incidents which I recount below. The
following are true stories that have happened in the diaspora. The characters in
these tales are neither friends nor foes. The stories have been relayed to me
by reliable sources. To further protect their privacy, the names and locations
are changed.
I Object
“Abdi” is a cleric based in Oregon. He has
conducted a lot of marriages and is frequently called to travel to other
states. He has a sense of humor and is quick to remind you that he is a man of
religion. “Would you mind if I name-drop and mention God?” he inquired.
I asked him
if he had ever conducted a marriage ceremony in which someone objected. He
looked at me smiling and paused for a few seconds.
“Well, it happened
to me not once, but twice,” he said. “In my line of work, I guess, it is an occasional
occupational hazard.”
On those two occasions, Abdi was conducting a marriage
ceremony and someone in the audience shouted at him to stop the proceedings. It
is not part of Somali culture for an officiating cleric to ask if any of the
attendees of a marriage ceremony have an objection, that famous “speak now or
forever hold your peace” is unknown.
It turns out the brides were already married and about to
make the cleric to commit a sin of betrothing them to someone else.
“In one case, a man said his brother in Kenya was still married
to the would-be bride,” stated the cleric. This was an embarrassing moment, of
course, he added, and he had no choice but to confer with the marrying couple
in private to clarify the matter.
Unfortunately, in that specific instance, no marriage was performed.
Dowry Blues
“Ali,” a young man in his late twenties, lives in Columbus,
Ohio. He has attended many weddings, he said. Columbus, after all, has the
second largest Somali population in the U.S., after Minneapolis. One marriage
ceremony however left a bad taste in his mouth.
“It was the weirdest marriage ceremony that I ever attended,”
he said.
Ali explained that it was for a young couple in their
twenties, and more than a hundred people were present when the ceremony commenced.
The food was ready to be served and he could smell the aroma of the lamb, rice,
and samosas. The officiating cleric asked the groom if the agreed-upon dowry of
$10,000 was fine.
“$10,000?” the
groom screamed.
“Yes, that
is how much the bride is asking for,” clarified the cleric.
“No way, I
can’t pay $10,000.”
“The dowry
can be paid now or at a later date. It is a matter between you and the bride.”
“No, I can’t
pay it now or later.”
The audience was shocked. Hadn’t these two young people
already discussed how much money the groom would give to the bride? A dowry is the money or the property the
bride is entitled to before a marriage can be properly conducted. It can be a little
money (sometimes even something symbolic) or a hefty sum, depending on what the
bride wants. The groom has the option to decline the offer of course, but then there
won’t be a marriage.
In this case, the
groom refused to budge, and the bride insisted on the $10,000.
“What happened next was disappointing and heartbreaking,”
remarked Ali. “There was no marriage that day or later between the couple.”
Needless to say, according to Ali, nobody ate at that failed
ceremony. One man was heard muttering, “What a waste.” Oddly, when asked what
he meant, he mentioned the huge pile of food that was left untouched. The guests
were so disgusted with the outcome that they declined to take any of the food.
Ali has a piece advice for those who are planning to get
married.
“Do everyone a favor and decide what your dowry will be before
you drag us to an event where we will end up not enjoying the ceremony or the
food.”
Qudbo-Sireed or Secret Marriage
For “Shamso,” a woman in her forties, it was a different
experience. She has four children from two previous marriages. A Somali man approached
her and asked her to marry him. She had known him before in her town, and she said
he was a respected man who handled himself well.
“The chemistry was instant and powerful,” she said smiling. “In
fact, I succumbed to his magnetic personality.”
However, there was a stipulation in the man’s proposed union:
It would be what the Somalis call “qudbo-sireed”
(a secret marriage). He wanted to continue living in his place and Shamso would
live in hers until they were ready to officially publicize their marriage and live
together. Only five people would know about their matrimony. Shamso agreed.
“I have the benefit of hindsight now, and in hindsight, I
realize this was a huge mistake,” she said with irony.
He brought three other men with him, a cleric and two
witnesses. The marriage ceremony was short and afterward, Shamso simply drove
home. After she reached her house and parked her car, however, she received a
call from the officiating cleric. He was in a panic, she said.
“You know, I
forgot to ask you about your dowry. How much is it?”
“$10,000,” she
replied.
There was an
awkward silence.
The cleric asked her if she could lower the amount because the groom was not well-off. She told him she had her reasons for asking for such an exorbitant amount.
The cleric asked her if she could lower the amount because the groom was not well-off. She told him she had her reasons for asking for such an exorbitant amount.
“Let me ask
the groom,” the cleric replied.
She could hear her new husband mumbling in the background.
The cleric kept asking the husband if the sum was fine. The groom finally, and reluctantly,
accepted it.
Shamso sensed that both the cleric and her husband were not
happy with her.
“The blessed marriage is the one with a reasonable and less
cumbersome dowry,” the cleric admonished her.
Well, after a year, Shamso’s new husband told her he wanted
to get out of what he wryly called their “chaotic relationship.” It seemed fate
had thrown her a real curve ball.
“I did have a premonition, from day one, that our union would
be short-lived even though I cared a lot about the man,” she admitted.
She received no spousal support from him in that year.
Oh, and that controversial dowry?
Shamso did not collect a single dollar. She had a good job,
and her husband simply wanted her to take care of herself financially while he
collected all the fringe benefits that came with the institution of marriage.
“Unfortunately, I allowed him to do that,” said Shamso. “
Ten thousand dollars is not small change. Shamso confessed
that it is a tidy sum “that can send
any woman on a shopping spree.” However, she had a different reason for
requesting that amount.
“I was sending him a message that marriage is a big
responsibility and not child’s play,” she remarked.
Shamso is not the type of a woman that lets bygones be
bygones. She decided that her husband had to pay a non-monetary price for his
frivolous and laissez- faire attitude toward marriage. In what she would call “the
most deranged vengeful action” she had ever taken, she told all the people in her
town that she was married to him. He was so furious that he moved away to
Wisconsin. It turned out there were two
other victims, just like her, and they also dumped him.
Hassan M. Abukar is a
writer and political analyst.
(Reprinted with permission from Sahan Journal, July 30, 2013)