A woman in India, living in an area with a hard to pronounce and harder
to spell name, can truly call her husband a cold-blooded snake. Literally.
Reports are that the odd couple celebrated a traditional Hindu wedding
in Orissa, India with 2,000 guests. Imagine 2,000 people wishing
this clearly mentally unstable woman a happy marriage with a reptile.
And I'm serious here, folks. We are talking about the animal, not
a jerk of a human as is usually the case when using these words.
The "groom" was the only member of this bizarre party with any
sense. He stayed in the anthill he calls home while a brass replica
fufilled his groomly duties.
The bride claims to have a sense of communication with the cobra,
who always comes out of the anthill whenever she offers it milk to
drink. She proudly claims the creature has never harmed her.
Villagers believe the wedding will bring good fortune because
snakes, especialy the King Cobra, are religious symbols worn by Lord
Shiva, the god of destruction. Let me be clear. They believe a deity
who represents DESTRUCTION will bring just the opposite, good fortune,
to their village. Could someone please explain exactly how this is
supposed to work? How a deity whose sole duty is destruction could
do anything but leave disaster in its wake?
The bride converted to an animal-loving vegetarian sect whose
local elders gave her permission to marry the cobra. These are the
world's largest poisonous snakes, which begs the question: Who's
crazier? The bride who fell in love with a POISONOUS animal, or the
people who gave her permission to wed it?
Bimbala Das fell ill, but her lower-caste family had no money
for doctors or medicine. So Bimbala started offering milk to the
snake. She was cured, and that made her fall in love. Proud mom
Bhoi has two more daughters and a son to wed off. Any psychologists
or psychiatrists reading this? Looking to make a quick buck? I think
the whole family could use some serious psychological help, don't
you?
And the wedding earlier this year of a tribal girl to a dog has
me thinking this village is a gold mine for mental health professionals
in need of clients. This source of this humorous (hopefully) true
story is Yahoo! News.
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