I had my cousin's wedding; I was so looking forward to. I like weddings, mostly because you can actually meet up with long lost family members whose addresses and phone numbers you always seem to lose. Weddings present me with this huge opportunity to do what I like doing--observe people. I also like weddings for the food( yes, I am a foody).
Most people at the wedding didn't know who I was-the perks of living abroad. Some thought I belonged to the bride's family and some thought I belonged to the groom's family; And I kept the mystery, when they asked me who I was-I only told them my surname (which I don't share with the bride or the groom).
I got to hear the good comments about the arrangements at the wedding and the not so good comments too; it was fascinating to hear stuff from people who have never ever conducted any large scale function before, commenting on what was done wrong at the wedding. Guess its true about what they say about opinions (which also holds for mine).<<giggling>>. I noticed that, for all the clinging to what is Coorgi amongst my people... They weren't sure of the customs and traditions. I was glad to know that I wasn't the only one who wasn't sure about stuff. Ah it feels good to have company. The conclusion I drew - there isnt anything precise that really defines someone's Coorgi-ness...there are only some imagined illusions that we so wish were true.
I met some really lovely people.. I got to meet most of my relatives, acquaintances and friends. The food was delicious. But I did miss having my kids and hubby there. There were things I learned about my own people that made me proud and also made me disgusted.. But then these are to be expected. All in all it was a great exercise in observing humanity.
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