seems half the work of weddings nowadays
is all about the asking. bigger better
bangs and bucks, and every suitor sets a
higher bar for better men to raise:
flash mobs and fireworks and fighter rides –
the shock and aww is how a bride computes
your manhood, though the snazziest of suits
will sink without a rock of proper size.
is there an issue of sincerity
if over coffee, talk turns by and by
towards the prospect of an hdb?
would it be disrespectable if i,
while at a hawker stall, drop to a knee,
and place a tissue packet on your thigh?
Owing to governmental regulation, the acquisition of one of these public housing flats usually requires buyers to be of married status. This has meant that the act of buying a flat has become quite tied to settling down with a partner.
Some Singaporeans have turned this into a way of breaching the topic of marriage, and the practice of proposing in this somewhat unromantic but perhaps more pragmatic manner has turned into a sort of cultural joke. Even if it is a reality for some.
