Last month, two of my friends' sisters had their marriages. Now on an occassion like that the best friends are supposed to be around. Not just for eating extra-helpings of payasam or ice-cream. But for mental, physical and whatever other forms of support that can be given. And in fact, in the recent months we had been actually chitchatting about what role each one of us would be playing. About all of us wearing mundu's and running around being important. About serving the payasam and boli during the sadya. About welcoming mutual friends and showing them to their respective seats. About running to the flower-shop for that extra bouquet that was forgotten for some reason. About urging the guests to eat more "One more piece of chicken... Aw, come on... we thought you'd eat all of this!". About staying together the night before the marriage wreaking havoc when help would have been preferred. About...
So after all this idle talk, what happened was that I came back to Trivandrum just in time for Anand's sister's marriage. That meant I couldn't do any of the pre-wedding work. Chin-up Neil, you at least have the wedding day to make the best. Come wedding-day, I and Faiz, arrive late for the muhurtham. The only thing left now of course is to watch some others take the role's which we'd dreamt of playing. Anyway, I figured in a few snaps on the mandapam. That way at least somebody will think on seeing the photo's that I was doing something important.
So after that came Sabari's sister's engagement. There was Anish, Feroze, Manu and me from the gang. Once at the engagement venue at Attingal, we found that there Sabari's sister had enough chettans and chechis to do all those work we were supposed to do. That did it. Again the few snaps and the good food, with the extra-helpings and all. We scram!
Now the wedding's coming up. I promise myself that I'll be around to invite the guests and put up the pandal and serve the sadya and...
P.S. I wish the Chechi's of Anand and Sabari Happy Married lives!
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hey neil...found out about your antics in Australia...great going man...Hats off to the man with the short stature and a mighty mind.
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Your description of the wedding with a lot of mallu words makes me want to be a part of one especially the mouth watering Sadhya along with the delicious Payasam :-)
I am just back from a wedding in God's Own and will be writing about it soon.Seems like you had a lot of fun not doing any work and eating and all that. But seriously weddings are great fun ( if you are not the one getting married).
neilo, wudn't miss the oppurtunity to say this...
when i called up your home about a week b4 the wedding, all i had in mind was to invite your mom, dad and sis. cuz i ,naturally, assumed that u wud be sleeping amidst piles of law-books in chattisgarh, then. But what neena had excellent news...about your australian trip and most importantly that u wud be here for the marriage... the next instant a sleepy faiz heard me shout out from the other end of the phone..."Neil is in AUSTRALIA..." ...and more we talked, about the neilo-u-are....
I am simply grateful, that u guys cud be there...justttt..... BE there.
tHANGOO. aNA.
(equally grateful that u dint RUN AROUND...Whew!!)
Glad you feel that way Ana. But I insist I'll do better for your marriage!
And Congrats for getting the job!
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