Marriage & Marriage

Marriage & Marriage

I am tired...period! No no, its not because I am overworked and underpaid, but because of never ending late-nights that I indulged in the whole of last week. Am I complaining? NO

A dear friend tied the knot last week. When I received the invites, it mentioned three dos...sangeet, wedding and reception. By the time sangeet got over, it was time for the (unscheduled) pre-wedding party. The sangeet was quite happening. The bride got delayed by over two hours, because we reached her place one hour behind schedule and then decided to indulge on some Serbian liqueur. Man that was potent. Did not get a chance to feel cold after that.

When I walked in for the wedding, maintaining a healthy Delhi standard time and Air India schedule time, I was amazed to see my svelte friend who defies every physical law under the sun. She is a mother of two but still looks 18. Hmmm, I am still young...atleast at heart. When alcohol is around, alcoholics cannot be too far away. A friend almost walked back home in his drunken stupor, while another crashed out in the wedding-night bed! The Honeymoon room of the hotel does not seem to encourage weddings. Or else, why will a honeymoon room have two single beds!

A clean shaven friend of mine has landed with a chef's role. Nothing wrong with that...his 15 minutes of fame is on the way. But he has started hallucinating already that he is the star of tomorrow. Yes WILL SMITH get that notion out from your shaven head!

I was in the east coast for a couple of days, again to attend a wedding. But what I enjoyed the most was dining with a multi-talented (actress / director / producer / prop supplier / accountant / driver / health freak...cannot count any more) friend. We caught up on the missing links (NO FAMILY!) of "female dogging" about friends. Thereafter I went clubbing...please ignore my age. Needless to say, more than anything else, I enjoyed the company.

A junior from school and once-upon-a-time friend got engaged to film hero on Sunday. In our illustrious list of who's who, we have added another member. Welcome to the elite club, Mr. K and my best wishes to both of you. Speaking about engagement, I, by chance spoke to my 9th floor friend's ex girl-friend. The little brat did not tell his ex that he was married and now living with his brother-in-law. Oh God, you naughty readers, he is not "living" with his brother-in-law...they just share the same flat...amongst other things!

Back in the capital, I have been receiving congratulatory and best of luck calls...and that too on Sunday. Catching up with a four feet tall friend and treating her to hot chocolate fudge did make me feel like a grandfather. She jumped at the ice-cream counter five times to see the flavour of ice-cream! Grow up, darling.

The lady who regarded me as her "rakhel" is coming to Delhi tomorrow. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh "Life's Beautiful"...and filled with lust. Amen