There is nothing inherent about love. Every love is an acquired taste. Marriage is instituted to pinpoint what to love and then love what you got. By definition, freedom is a rebellion against institution and marriage is just what it isn't. Mating rights, over which dogs fight, somehow needed to be given to us humans, without that fight. An absurdly equitable distribution of such rights that has no parallel in animal kingdom, is somehow seen as an virtue in itself. Cultures that don't subscribe to this phenomenon are necessarily primitive, obtuse, tribal, backward, oppressive, lacking in women's rights and by extension, human rights. Read that as Arabs. These days all rights belong to women and any violation of any them are violation of human rights. Rights are entirely the fault of our species only, even when they are argued on behalf of beasts, or Animal Rights. Darwin has settled the issue of rights, aka the theory of who gets what and how much, by putting forward the idea of process of natural selection in nature.
For women, marriage is a piece of fiction that they have read it in their teens,refused to forget it, and dream to catch the drama in it's all action someday when the stage would be set. The rest of the days are spent in waiting eagerly for that one someday. Nothing explains their flaunting the marriage dates as trophies to be showcased, before the event and after too.It's more likely they love with the idea of marriage than the living of marriage itself. Of course in reality the former leads to the later and after which they anyway are condemned to love the disaster they embraced so willingly.
