Weddings are so hilarious.<\/p>\n
Half the people don’t even know what they are doing there. Fake smiles everywhere. Loads of Hi’s and Hello’s to people you meet everyday, and frosted smiles towards those you have never seen before in your life. And if you keep your ears open, you can actually hear people bitch about each other. Mostly old bats.<\/p>\n
And then, somebody ( smiling, of course) comes and says – “Food is served.” and there is a mad rush. And then everybody’s done eating, and it’s time to leave. Provided you are done ogling at the girls. More smiles. <\/p>\n
I feel sorry for the bride and groom. Poor things. They have to undergo a night of masochistic rituals, all in the name of tradition. Face it, it’s so<\/i> friggin tedious!! <\/p>\n
I wish I can get a DJ to come scratch some vinyl at my wedding. ( Yeah, fat chance! My mother would get hysterics) <\/p>\n
Yeah, yeah, I know. Purists would say it’s all part of Indian culture, it happens only once in one’s lifetime, etc etc. Big deal! A wedding is supposed to be memorable, that’s it. A couple of good friends around, people you actually know, instead of the WHOLE LOT – yeah, that’s what rankles me – weddings turn out to be such<\/i> a public affair, what’s the point of inviting the guy only because he lives next door, or someone because you got introduced to him through a friend…or someone who works with you but you don’t know him at all. I think why people do it is – (a) It’s kind of inbred in one’s mind, oh, what will he think if I don’t invite him? And the reverse, oh, he didn’t invite me, what a tragedy! The perfect Indian mental condition. (b) Wish fulfilment, “oooh! Look at me, I am getting married, and th erest of you sodding lot are still single!” ( Actually, I think this is how Bridget Jones thinks ), and of course, (c) More gifts. <\/p>\n
I bet this sounds harsh and un-Indian, but well, I am pissed off, and I can’t help it. I think I will edit this a little tomorrow.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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