Guess who played hooky from the blogosphere for more than two weeks?
*Hangs head in shame*
Ok, ok. Enough of the drama. After a long and well deserved hiatus from blogging, we have now decided to make good the couple of weeks we ignored the poor place, by writing a come back post. Right now. From home. At 10:40 in the night. When I have work tomorrow. And that, everyone knows, is BIG.
So where were we? Or rather, where was I? Ah, see now comes the part when I tell you how totally understandable this break from the blog world was. It was the Lil sis’s wedding. *Brief pause for the congratulatory wishes* Yes people, we are officially grown up now. But of course, when you have a younger sister, who is like 3 and a half years younger to you, a total kid some would say (including me), and she gets married, it means you are really grown up now. The fact that she is all of 23 and 11 months and 3 weeks (sheesh, that’s almost like child marriage! In my times, it was acceptable, but now, seriously?!) doesn’t change anything.
Anyway. So one would think, that your only sister’s wedding would be the wedding next in line after your own, when it comes to the level of involvement, right? Wrong. You do not know what being involved in a wedding is, until you’ve done one of these. Your own wedding is like cake walk. Almost. Come on, all you need to do is look good, smile at people while they are being introduced, with a dazed look, hoping they wouldn’t realise you can’t hear a thing, accepting the compliments, and collecting the gifts (ah, the gifts!) and looking forward to the next week when you would be travelling to Egypt. That is awesomeness. That is not involvement.
Involvement is running around in high heeled shoes , struggling with the super-pretty Saree you picked months ago, and trying to get things in order. It is smiling at everyone and asking them if they had dinner, met the bride and groom, and ensuring that they did. It is collecting the gifts that your sister is going to take away anyway (ah, the gifts!) and ensuring they don’t get lost. It is running from the reception area to the guesthouse because mom forgot the gifts they are supposed to exchange at the main wedding ceremony. And then ensuring that Lil sis doesn’t get too lost in the smiles and almost pulling her off the limelight so that she has enough time to change into the muhurtham saree. It is not being able to change into that very pretty Saree you picked specially for the muhurtham because you were so busy running around. Now that by the way, is involvement. And that by the way is being a total grown up. Now you know, huh?
But it was amazing. It was overwhelming even. Like I said, it takes more than a little effort to come to terms with the fact that your kid sister is actually married. And while watching her change from one Saree to another, and go through the entire set of rituals, all the time with that smile (Ok fine, your own wedding isn’t that easy either) I was almost like proud of her or something. I mean, you can picture me, looking at her with this dazed smile and thinking ‘oh, look at the little one, all mature and all’. Tell me, can I get more grown up than that? Nope.
Undoubtedly, I had my amazing bouts of impatience and outbursts too. Hello, chaos, crowd, running around, and me. Not a good combination really. And also, I said I was grown up, not a different person. But all that while, it was The Dude who would bring some sort of order to the chaos. That guy is amazing at that, by the way. Making me move from the angry to the almost apologetic mode in less than 2 minutes that is. It is not at all good for the self esteem, I have to say, but it does help protect the world from disaster. Aww, I am getting all mushy about him now.
That being said, life is back to routine now. And that sucks, but then that’s the way life is. I know, full philosophy and all, it’s the grown-up in me speaking, I tell you. I am almost proud of myself now. Anyway, being a grown-up also means I need my 7 hours of sleep. And it is 11:30 PM right now. So I will go and sleep. After I pull The Dude from in front of the TV (What is with him and The Dark Knight? I am really worried now). You guys will be seeing more of me here now, so till then, Goodnight!