My dad's first marriage: they got engaged I think but my dad backed off because he didn't like her family much (he was poor, they were rich). My mom kept calling him and got him to come and pick her up on his motorcycle and I guess they decided to get married. The rest is history.
My dad's second marriage: arranged, a marriage of convenience.
My aboo jaan and nana aboo, both worked for Polish Embassy in Pakistan. My Nana aboo was really impressed by my aboo jaan and longed for a son in law like him. My nana aboo had 5 daughters so when my daddi and aboo's daddi went to see the girl which happened to be my khala #1 but they liked my mom instead who was number 4.
Since my nana aboo did not want to loose a gem of a son-in-law they agreed to marry off the #4 daughter while three others were still unmarried but MashaAllah all of them got married within a year of each other.
my parents lived in the same neighborhood. And when they were 23, they got married without telling their parents. When they found out, world war III broke out between two families. But after a while, everything cooled down and they were properly given a marriage reception.
What a cute thread! My parents were introduced to each other by my dad's relatives who were also friends with my mom's family. They got married soon after.
My mom was supposed to marry my tayya but he already had a wife, and my mom's family wouldn't go for it. My mom liked my dad though so they got married. My dad's family, his mother, brothers and sisters, except for my 1 puhpo, hated my mother and they treated her like shiit, so I hate them too :).
Edit: I didn't know any of this until I was much older. To her credit, my mother never badmouthed her in laws in front of me, she never fought back against the shiit they did to her, she just took it because she loved my dad and behaved as a proper Pakistani wife should have, suffering silently. As much as I hate to admit this because I love my father more than anything and later on, away from his asshole relatives, he really was a very good husband to her, he didn't deserve her at the time. She only told me the details very very recently.
They were first cousins. My dad always had a soft spot for mum and gave her special treatment. My mother admired him too cos he was fashionable, educated and was the only one in the family living in Islamabad! When time came for my dad to get married my daadi gave him 3 choices and much to everyone elses dismay he chose my mum. My mum was rather young at that time and she was just happy that she is going to get lots of new clothes and jewelry and move to Islamabad!
My mom was in diapers my dad was a rambunctious 10 year old...they were first cousins (dada and nana were brothers) and they actually lived in the same home when they were younger....
Just edited because I wanted to point out that the fixing/arrangement did not occur until they my mother was a teen...around 15/17.
Daddy was a doctor, and mommy was a nurse. She was enraptured by his boyish looks and sophisticated manners. My father was enamored by her caring nature and pristine eyes. However, Granny was a stiff upper lip. Mommy was a tenacious monkey. Daddy was a wuss. Mommy batted eyelahses. Daddy got seduced and grew a pair of balls. Granny is still a haute monde. Mommy dont care. Mommy is turning into Granny.