Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Three weddings and a funeral

Wedding 1:
Fairy tale. The bride's maid fell for the Best man. Months of romance and courting later, the wedding is less than a month away in Hyderabad. Start bridal-ising if you haven't yet. I remember, a banana-honey face pack was what I was suggested.

Wedding 2:
Also in Hyderabad. Where else? I'm dreaming of Khubaani ka Meetha and Karachi Biscuits. I want to see you with full make up and jewelery on, and for this, Biharan and I are in charge of tying up your hands and feet. Set the date alReddy.

Wedding 3:
In November @ Namma bengaluru. Feel privileged that I was the first to know about this love story. Like coffee, carefully, slowly brewed and perfectly warming. Your life's going to change and good luck and lots of love to you both.

Funeral 1:
Mine. Probably in the greater Seattle area. The above three are people who mean the world to me. I swear I don't want to choose between them. And for just mentioning the word "choose", for attending one of the weddings and not all, or for not attending any of them at all,
I'm going to get killed. Do come and say a few nice words about me.

4 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

In your dreams.

10:23 AM, June 03, 2009  
Blogger DSK said...

@ Puja: Yay! This is your first ever published comment. That's all I want to say for now.

4:27 PM, June 04, 2009  
Blogger daviejones said...

Yeah right, you sure are going to get killed for using the word 'choose'. Cant believe you said that... and yes, considering my marriage is out of the way and out of the 'attending' options, i will probably have my knives drawn first if...

12:04 AM, July 16, 2009  
Blogger DSK said...

Dearest Daviejones: It's just the situation that I'm in, no right thing to choose and no right to choose either. Don't worry, I'll see you at my funeral.

10:45 AM, July 16, 2009  

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