If you are 25, Single (not looking) girl, happily employed in an MNC and you happen to go to a wedding of your Mom’s second cousin’s daughter, you can proudly proclaim that you have the greatest courage in the world. As soon as you enter, there will be that Red saree aunty who goes like “Ah aren’t you so and so’s daughter… Great… what are you up to… That MNC na? My sister’s son is there do you know him? …”by the time you finish sheepishly smiling at her, you would be sure that you are done for the day. Then that great uncle from US of A who landed there in some 1980’s, doing GOD knows what, would start off in English (with slightish American accent) about his personal experiences. You would now be the center of attraction since this sweet Uncle has the booming voice that makes even the Musicians playing in the background turn.
Now would be the time to get the perfect excuse to meet the couple. You would typically walk up to the dias, greet them and quietly leave when the same Aunty in red saree would pull you for a family photo. Now let me tell you that I don’t dislike the idea of posing, but it becomes highly uncomfortable when 100 eyes are looking at you. Just as you think you are not cut out for this, your Mom’s second cousin would walk up to you and say “ see she got married… when are you getting married? Do you have anybody in mind?? (wink wink) tell me na, I will talk to your mom”. Then you would go through the ritual of “Yes Aunty”, “No aunty”, “Hehehehe” “Yeah Yeah”… At this point in suggest you to really get going if you want to survive the onslaught. But the same Red saree aunt would come with a guy (25, single(not looking) guy, happily employed in an MNC),”This is meera aunty’s son. Just keep talking you two..”. Poor souls( u and him) would look at each other and smile and start off with “So which platform are you working on?” and continue to “Really, I have done certification on that..”, “Yeah those markets aren’t still utilized..”…
After a Lottttttaaa talking to really Lotssssssssss of people… You would TYPICALLY come out of the wedding feeling exhausted of the whole hungama… The next time you promise your mom to go to her “Brother-in-law’s sister’s third son’s marriage” sit down a bit and think whether its worth all the trouble.