Oh well, I'm neither home nor on a holiday anymore. But a series can't be called one unless there are at least two parts in it. So I assure you that this will have all the characteristics of a mandatory sequel.
Hmmm.. Lemme think, I was at home for 3 whole blissful months. What stands out most? Of course, the wedding of one of my closest friends from IIMB, one Mr. Anand Raj Mani a.k.a. Armani, whose conversations with strangers typically start with "What makes you think I care" and end with "Ya right, you wish!", to his college sweetheart Jaya. I don't want to sound corny and break down into a fit of manic wails, so I'll just stop with saying it was one of the happiest weddings I had been to. Which is not saying much since all gult weddings typically involve a lot of dirt and gore. Oh I love weddings!
Alright, I figured that I cannot put THE END here since the post would be too short then. So let me talk about some other things. It was the time when we were all fresh out of college, not necessarily young (no offense to any groom) and looking forward to a whole new corporate world. And the short relapse to sharing rooms, waking each other and dressing up together, was like a 5-minute snooze before waking up. Another round of goodbye hugs. Some gifts (some well thought out and some, well, just bought). Some sugarcake-sucking. A little rain and a few stolen minutes with the precious few you didn't know when you'd meet next. Not to mention, loads of gossip. SO glad I attended this one. I still have a handful of controversial rumors to spread! I mean, I still have loads of ammo for starting conversations and trading 'information'.
So there, the post is now sufficiently long to put an end to it. The Home on a Holiday series shall barely.. er, sorely, be missed.
"I still have a handful of controversial rumors to spread! I mean, I still have loads of ammo for starting conversations and trading 'information'."
ReplyDeleteCan we have a post on this stuff please? :P