The unforgettable wedding - Part 1
At 10 am today as soon as I woke up I went straight to the bathroom, without a care in the world as I let some of me flow into the toilet hole I had not the slightest hint of how memorable this damned day would turn out to be. My family is not the typical sort of Indian families that people have been led to believe; my family has a few screws missing here and there. For starters we are PRETTY LOUD, and for some reason my parents’ idea of a fun weekend is attending a wedding. I for one hate weddings, I love the food though. But today, today we were to attend a special wedding, my cousin who is 3 years younger than my eldest unmarried brother was getting married. In India it is a sort of an unspoken tradition to first marry off the oldest in the family and then the younger ones would follow in their footsteps, consequently this wedding was drawing a lot of unwanted attention and believe me this wedding was already topping the gossip charts of all the aunties in my family, my ow...
