This is not to discourage but the following contains some observations about marriage:
Marriage is an institution in which a man loses his Bachelor's Degree and the woman gets her Masters.

There was this man who muttered a few words in the church and found him married.
A year later he muttered something in his sleep and found himself divorced.

A happy marriage is a matter of giving and taking; the husband gives and the wife takes.

Son: Is it true Dad that in ancient China, a man didn't know his wife until he married her.
Father: That happens everywhere, son, EVERYWHERE!

Love is one long sweet dream, and marriage is the alarm clock.

They say that when a man holds a woman's hand before marriage, it is love; after marriage it is self-defence.

When a newly married man looks happy, we know why; but when a 10-year married man looks happy, we wonder why.

There was this lover who said that he would go through hell for her.
They got married, and now he is going through HELL.

Eighty percent of married men cheat in Mumbai, the rest cheat in Rajkot.

In marriage man and a woman become one.
The trouble starts when they try to decide which one.

Before marriage, a man yearns for the woman he loves.
After the marriage the "Y" becomes silent.

I married Miss right; I just didn't know her first name was Always.

It's not true that married men live longer than single men.
It only seems longer.

Losing a wife can be hard.
In my case, it was almost impossible.

A man was complaining to a friend:
I had it all - money, a beautiful house, the love of a beautiful woman.
Then phoo! It was all gone.
What happened, asked his friend.
He says, my wife found out!

WIFE: Let's go out and have some fun tonight.
HUSBAND: OK, but if you get home before I do, leave the hallway lights on.

At a cocktail party, one woman said to another:
Aren't you wearing your ring on the wrong finger?
The other replied: Yes, I am. I married the wrong person.

It doesn't matter how often a married man changes his job, he still ends up with the same boss.

Ps: Krupal Parekh, only bachelor of Midtown, you are our last hope!!

Contributor: I do not have courage to write my name!