Its been a bit too hectic these days. So much so that I had to break my word of continuing with the countdown. The last thing that you want when you are getting ready for marriage is for the stuff in office to go bad. Out of no where, while I was thinking that I would be having a reasonably easy passage through to my wedding, came this big development – I was put into a short term project. The problem of being in a short term project is that you are always on the firing line. Deliveries, meetings, schedules, deadlines… everything seems to be a bit too clustered for comfort. So in my quest to be ready in time for the “big wedding”, I got into overdrive with my office stuff. Lots of things got de-prioritized. Probably, blogging was one of the victims.
Things are going smoothly towards the wedding. Almost all the shopping is done. The only thing remaining is the wedding ring. My mom would say, that’s the most important thing in the entire wedding process. I am to reach Cochin on Thursday. They jeweler told that he needs the ring size by Monday to get the ring in place by Saturday – Jeez, that’s just a day before the wedding. So I and AR went to one jeweler to get the size of my ring finger. I was told that it was 22. When I told that to mom, she refused to accept it – her argument is that Amms has it as 11, so its not possible for me to have it doubled. I didn’t understand the relationship between the ring finger sizes of me and her. But then, strange are the ways moms think. :) My “costume” for the wedding was decided. Despite my opposition to be coming in a suit, I had to buy one – a navy blue one of it with a white shirt and a red tie. I somehow feel I would look like a clown in that attire – all be it that I am too much averse to be seen in formal attire. I am one of those who would be more than happy to go to office in say the three-quarters and a t-shirt. A person like that is to come out in extremely formal attire. Should be some fun – I was talking about the people who would be watching me in that format. For me its gonna be some sort of a torture – multiple reasons – for once, I hate being in a dress like that; secondly, its damn hot and humid in Cochin now. I would most probably be in “sweat” mode all through the wedding.
Amms has gone back to her house to get ready for the big day. Guess the girls have a whole lot more to do than guys for the wedding. Every time I call her, she seems to be busy in something or the other – activities including taking up a crash course in cooking from her mom [its “learn cooking in seven days” for her; after all she needs to impress everyone in my family with her cooking skills], meeting up with her friends [what would they be discussing??? :)], make herself look better [after all she is the heroine of the movie on the big day] and many others. To my surprise, I realized that she is actually reading this blog as well once in a while – and when she asked me why there has been no updates in the blog for quite some time; I was kind of – eh eh… there is one committed reader… :) Now that I have found one committed reader, I decided to fulfill that reader’s wish. Or in other words, I would say that as any other male, when your love puts forward a query, you invariably end up doing it – no matter h busy you are. “Fundamental Male Behavior” – I would call it that way.
Its been “meeting up with friends time” for me as well. Since it was the last weekend of my “singleton status”, we [AR, SH, MS and me] decided to have a small getto in the evening at my place. After all, amongst these folks, only AR had seen my place. So this would come in perfectly as a “multi-purpose” getto – both as a get together and an official invite to all my best buddies to my place. MS couldn’t make it for some reason or the other; so it was left with the rest of us. We decided to cook at my place; and then the confusion started on what we should be cooking. Finally we decided to make some biryaani. The cooking was done in a couple of hours; and then the three of us sat on dinner. Its been a long time since something like that has happened. We talked and talked and talked – about everything that is happening to us. Little did we realize that it was almost midnight. No one wanted to stop that; because no one was sure when would be the next time we would get to do something like this. The fact that we had to go to office put an end to the discussions and chatter. And as I waved my hands saying good bye to them, I couldn’t stop myself from wondering how lucky I am to have these folks around…
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