LOL, are you kidding me? Beta, wahan rahay ho kabhi? Go there and live there for a year or so, you’ll find out everything firsthand. Wahan immoral hona buhut zyaada asaan hai since parents no longer observe their kids closely, they have access to all kinds of waahiyaat adult channels on Cable and crap on the Internet also. And its easy for them to say I’m going to my friend’s place and then hang out with guys.
I’m an FOB, came here only after my marriage… I go back every year to visit, and my brother is studying there in a college… the things he tells me … tauba. And its mind-boggling the kind of frankness the younger crowd has (like my brother).
Frankly, you have no inkling of what the younger generation (than me) is doing in Pakistan… yahaan sai zyaada azaadi wahan hai, you just dont see it out on the streets. Everyone does everything, buss chup kar… behind closed doors (which leads to heavier stuff). If you want to marry from Pakistan just beacuse you want to marry a virgin, then you’re in for a big shock.
And another thing, its really tough for FOBs to learn stuff here, the whole credit building and handling finances (girls back home dont even know anything about credit cards, online banking, budgeting and paying bills), they dont do grocery shopping… baahar sabzi wala aata hai thailaa lay kar. Most dont even know how to drive. And yes, everyone has maids these days. My mom never liked servants so thankfully I was used to household chores but most girls from there are not trained for that. You’ll have to teach her how to dress, how to shop (it took me a whole year to discover the good stores, distinguish the good brands and just to figure out how to shop for good deals… my husband had no idea about female clothing). People in Pakistan think Levi’s is the best brand of jeans, for God’s sake and its bloody expensive there… a $25 jeans here costs double there. It a different world altogether here which was tough at first for me. And yeah, then while you’re learning, people laugh at you and make fun of your dressing (I have access to that ABCD circle now and I hear the way they talk about new girls who are from Pakistan, its really mean).
And then making friends is another battle, everyone already has their groups so its hard for you to get it… my first 2 years were hard as hell in this country… I used to cry secretly for my mother, my friends, my sisters… I was pretty lonely :(. But I couldn’t put the pressure on my husband, so I never told him.
Unn larkiyon par (aur khud par) reham karo. You will make your and their life hell, better marry from where you are and let them be. Thank You!!