I'm blogging after three weeks but it feels like a lifetime has passed since i wrote. Anywho, I have been busy with a lot of things for starters as most of you are aware I started my new job. Besides was too busy attending weddings and pre wedding ceremonies of two of my cousins.
As most of you may ask Hows the new job? any guys wink wink? Well....job's good and I'm adapting to a whole new genre of journalism, hope i do my best. I'm in an all girl team...and as for the male quotient, i have always been unlucky in that regards...so there are only five men in my office all happily married and worthy of calling uncle.
My quest for the Hors d'oeuvre: Weddings could be fun for those not getting married and are there just to view the function and bless but for those who are even remotely participating in the ceremony it could get stress fully funny. So here's the funny part. At my aunt's daughter's wedding after welcoming the baraat in to the wedding hall, I was in charge of formulating the appetizers and juices which i did very efficiently. Just when i was almost settled and thought it was time for me to taste the appetizers I couldn't get hold of one. In no time i was on a wild goose chase(wearing a saree and heels) of eating at least one appetizer and sipping on refreshments.
But i just couldn't!!! My first raod block was the aunty from some town who wanted to take a good look at me, next i was called near the mandap to perform some ritual, next i met a cousin who wanted to chat about journalism, then my nani called out to me so that she could introduce me to the "appropriate people present at the wedding".
All these distractions just left me hungry and parched...so i just sat myself next to my mom who was thankfully free and sitting near the mandap. Just then a
plate full of appetizers was placed right in front of me...my happiness had no bounds and i lifted my hand to pick up the tasty chinese preparation, even before putting it into my mouth i could taste it, but my triumph was short lived. Just 2 sec away from picking up my piece, i heard my name was being called out. It was time to get the bride out "Mahurat ka samay nikla jaa raha tha" so i had to go. And of course the kanya was got out of the room...to get married.
So did i finally get to eat? Oh yeah after two hours!!!!!
YOU ARE SIXTEEN NAA?? I don't want to boast but i have been getting this a lot these days, "So you are in which standard?" "U work? what crap u look
like you are in college? One more fun part at the wedding was this... as now i'm offically the single eligible cousin left to be hitched I tend to hang out more with my younger cousins.
So my 13-year old family friends daughter met me at the wedding after four years. All through the three days of ceremonies we were moving around together. It was at the reception that she asked me isn't it great to be a teenager? so what r u doin in vacations? and i looked at her with raised eyebrows. She quizzically looked at me and asked what?
I said i'm working, i have no vacations. She was shocked to hear the words i just said to her and said, "IMPOSSIBLE, YOU ARE SIXTEEN NAA??"
Me and my cousins shared a laughin out loud session over her exasperation. Poor kid, thought she had said something really odd and got nervous. Anywho I was finally able to convince her that I'm actually well...23-years-old.
Feels good to know that you are young when you are still younger. Anyways that's the update on my life. I'm quite exhausted but have one more wedding to go next week
my cousin aunt is getting married. When's yours u may ask? Well we don't want a child marriage do we? After all I'm sixteen naa???
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