August is a month of travel.
Rain clouds have travelled towards the Eastern part of the country, primarily Bihar.
Mamata and her brigade have travelled towards the Nano factory.
Indian athletes have travelled to Beijing. (I have reason to believe that this 'come back empty handed' cry is unture. They never have, never will come back empty handed from any Olympic event. Duty free ka packets paav se thodi pakadte hain?) Congrats to the three who won a medal. And also tho those who stayed on in their respective disciplines long enough to see the closing ceremony.
I also travelled to Kerala for Bruce's wedding.
It was the first Syrian Christian Wedding I had attended. From start to finish, dessert included.
And me thinks it rocked.
- The whole ceremony took just 45 mins.
- Except the groom, that too optional, no one else is expected to wear a suit.
- The temperature on that particular days was 18000 degree celcius. Or so it seemed.
- You could wear a pista coloured shirt, with a beige drawstring.
- You don't have to tuck the shirt and wrap the growth around the waist.
- You get to learn that brandy mixes well with chilled Kalyani Black Label beer. Especially at half past nine in the morning.
God bless Tresa and Bruce.
P.S. God also bless the guy who got the cannister of fresh toddy.
1 comment:
and i heard u looked pretty presentable in your 'formal shirt and trouser'.
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