The realisation!!!

Pretty ironically, the end of Rima's successful weeding brought me to a strange realisation!!














I wanted to shift to Bangalore!!!















And, I was pretty sure!












I was literally "in love" with the Bangalore weather!!!












And, that was big enough a reason, for shifting places!! (I was always, wisely stupid!!!)











I spoke my thoughts before a jam-packed house, and my parents were surely unsure of, how to react!!!















Thoughts of their son going away were no less scary than seeing him "slaughtered" by the Lilliput "land mafia" brothers!!!













Now, the call was about deciding, which was less scary, an idea!!!
























Bengal to Bengaluru!!!






To be continued.....

The last walk!!!

A daughter's marriage is usually, the most over-rated, ultra dramatic accident, or incident, for any Indian household!!!















And, the clouds were way overcast, at Rima's just "past" address!!!












She would walk out for the last time (really? the last time? sure??) amidst tears!!







Chuck traditions.
















Rima didn't want the emotions to be overdone!








So, it was officially declared, "No tears. No drama!!"

















And, Rima walked away, silently weeping, wishing, she could be invisible for the time being.











Riya and Mashimani, and even Diya were squeezing out tears!!














All I managed was, blank stares!!!






To be continued.....

And it just happened!!!

Obviously, the wedding scheduled at nine, "timely" began at half-past nine!!!


















I tried real hard, to escape the intense light, for that's your greatest enemy, on a hangover!!!









My eyes were half burning, and rest aching, as I tried real hard to do some decent photography!!!




















Thank God, Arya Samaj weddings don't last long!!














It was actually over, even before I  was over, with my hangover!!!

To be continued.....

A fabulous follow through!!!

Just as the ritual ended, Riya stormed to the parlour, courtesy Shashank (and his car)!!!











Parlour?



Five in the morning??








I had begun doubting everybody's sanity, around me!!!












"Deep, click some nice pictures of your sister!" mom ordered, shortly after that.









"Mom!! It's five in the morning!!!



I'm off to sleep!!!"







I couldn't help exclaiming, helplessly!







"To hell, with your sleep!! Your sleep is more important than your sister's wedding???"












Rima's wedding had not yet begun, and, here, was mom, already turning on the heat, of yet another!!!









Like, every other place, it is  essentially important for Bengalis, to be late, even if that's your daughter's wedding! It's like, you are outcast, if, even accidentally, you are on time!!









And, Mesho(uncle) was a Bengali, at heart!!!







To be continued.....

Disaster at daybreak!!!

I was really, already, badly hating all these rituals, which were lesser of themselves, and, way more an extensive torture schedule!!!








I instantly decided and promised a couple of things to myself.











"One, I'm never marrying  a South Indian!!



Second, I'm not having a "social" marriage!!!"











Rima led the pack of doing the foolishest things on earth, and we followed, sheepishly!!! The blood rituals demanded equal torture of the bride, and her "innocent" brothers and sisters!!! Four in the morning, we sat, chewing "chura-dahi", because, that meant, or, rather ensured, we were following Rima's footsteps, to the "ultimate shit", very soon!!














Marriage, at least now, was looking an utter shit to me. Make anybody do this, he'll hate it no less!!!






God!!!






I had "nearly" got married !!!










I couldn't believe, I had just survived such a pathetic chaos!!!










The real circus was about to begin!







To be continued.....

And it begins!!!

I had just plunged into my world of dreams, but it seemed, reality was pulling me hard, back to its clenches!!








I tried harder, but, it pulled me, and jerked my dreams, by the hand!!















"Wake up Deep!!!" I tried hard, to open my reluctant eyelids, and the minimal light, it allowed, was enough to see, Rima was badly trying to wake me up!







It must have been serious!!












"What happened?


Is the wedding over??




Did I miss the entire wedding??"






I sat back, tensed, in a flash.









"No! Ritual time!!"


Rima grinned.













I looked up the wall clock.











"Not again!! Who wakes up, four in the morning, for a marriage?? I'm not even getting married!!!"





"Your sister is."






Rima's answer was badly stern.







To be continued.....

The wedding at hand!!!

Now, for the worst part, South Indian marriages happen at the break of dawn!!!










And, though, it wasn't a traditional South Indian wedding, it was rather, an Arya samaj weeding (the Bongs couldn't lose out to the Madrosis!!! Hence, the solution!!!). but even that didn't make things better!












The marriage was scheduled at nine, in the morning!!!
















"Who the hell gets married in the morning??"










Bengalis are used to attend marriages, in the death of the night!!! And, sometimes, even the bride or the groom dozes off!!!











"I am getting married in the morning. Discussion over. Now, go sleep, idiots!!"










Rima literally ordered, like the commander-in-chief, at war!!!










Moreover, it was already, well past midnight!!








To be continued.....