It’s a pleasure for me to get back to writing after a long gap. Basically took couple of days off for my cousin sister’s wedding. It took me a lot of hard work to publish my last post. Just when I was typing furiously, there came interruptions from my parents. The same old dialogue ‘why are you working in the dark?’. I can’t make them understand that I hate bright lights and colors. I prefer reading and writing in dim lights coz that proliferates my efficiency and creates that special ambience which I simply adore. Infact, right now I am working just with the light of my computer screen (its strenuous for my eyes, even then I like it).Also, because can’t seem to find my table lamp which has been dumped inside the loft. Now, coming back to the point of interruptions . I gave up writing that day but was not able to finish it for the next 5 days because had to act as a gracious host to all my relatives.
This post will strictly not contain any emotional stuff unlike the previous ones. After all, this is my e-diary and has to contain the details of my life. As, Himadri so rightfully said that it depicts my status quo . Now, this will be chronicle of my cousin’s wedding.
I was very wrong when I mentioned that being the youngest was advantageous. Due to some last minute planning my aunt decided to travel with us. Me n my cousin( incidentally who is younger to me) had to adjust in a single seat for the 12 hour journey This meant an uncomfortable n sleepless night. It was taken forgranted that the younger ones will make the sacrifice. uhh… why…
As soon as we reached my uncle’s place received a warm reception, lots of hugs n let go off my anger. The house was swarming with relatives and the announcement of my sister’s marriage added on to the joy. My schedule for the next couple of days was to shop in the mornings, gossip with everyone in the afternoons, pack gifts n attend different ceremonies in the evenings and then chat with my cousins till 3 a.m. One of our marathon chats went on till 6 in the morning (this obviously included some munching as well). Wow! Had a blast there .Oh! forgot to mention the mehendi session. It was actually fun to have my brothers run errands for us while we were handicapped during the long wait for the mehendi to dry. My brother who did not want to miss the action, got a tattoo(of scorpion) with mehendi done as well.
I wore a sari during the wedding and was all excited. My brother gave me a ‘I don’t believe its u di’ kind of look . Everybody had a good laugh at the sight of my so called transformation from a tomboy to a LADY. ahem…. As it was raining heavily that day, the duty to escort the groom to the wedding hall was thrust on me n my cousin(again the result of being the youngest). If that was not enough, both us were asked to adjust in the front seat of the car. what the hell! Somebody make my Dad understand that I am not a kid anymore. Wouldn’t have complained otherwise if not for a mishap coz of this (I am simply avoiding the otherwise funny incident) J
The wedding went off pretty well. Had fun pulling my cousin’s leg during the ceremony as she was blushing all along . While the younger lot (means us) was running around doing some work or the other, my elder cousins were busy posing for pictures as typical P3P.
Now, comes the pièce de résistance of this post. My relatives started talking about my marriage. Here, I was sulking at the news of my sister’s wedding and now they are talking about me. My reaction changed from bewilderment & horror to indifference (I confess that I screamed as well). Oh God! Can’t bear all this crap .
After coming back to kolkata my duties increased. Took my relatives for shopping, sightseeing and finally dropped them off at the airport and railway station , in short acted as guide. My Dad happily went off to the office leaving me in charge of everything. Perhaps this is the only area where I am better than my hotshot scientist sister (no regrets though) .Looking at the positive side, I can consider it as one of the career options (as I see no hopes for myself as a physicist) to fall back upon.
Hopefully I was able to write all I wanted to. I sign off after finishing off this post in just one hour
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