Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Imported flowers


Fresh Flower Decoration vs Artificial ones 



      There was much discussion about the extra payment for flower decorations over and above the huge amount one paid for the apparent 'decoration'.  This so called decoration one could not change even a single thread since the decorator had it on for a marriage that was scheduled on Dec 8, 9, 10 and for our reception on 11th. Later people told me that the same thing remains for the entire wedding season. Only the participants change and the foolish consumers who remain hostage to these 'mafias'.
   Gulfam the man doing our flower decoration turned up at 11:30 p.m. after saying that he will come at 7:30. Divir called him Gul, Gulshan, Gulfam. And repeated it so many times that even I was convinced that he had been named after the TV show. His claim to fame was that he had done flower decoration for all cops. On being asked whether he works only for the cops he replied, 'nahin main badmashon ke liye bhi karta hoon'. There was one from the south who had used his services.
    He claimed that he got the jaymaal made with imported flowers.
  Which both the wearers wore exactly for a few snaps.
The irony was that the decorator was called Phoolchand and the flower man Gulfam and both didn't do anything that is flower-like.
Please note the artificial coconut tree that the decorator had so kindly put in that was over and above his flower decoration.

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

The Village Epilogue or...?

Village Epilogue

Many years back yours truly wed and went to good old village in Haryana. Those days there were no mobile phones or internet. Primitive times when one didn't have loos in the house as well. One had to cover one's face completely and in the semi blind condition touch as many men's feet that came across to stumble upstairs reserved strictly for women. Here one could breathe a little easier. The senior men who had access to the upstairs bit coughed politely from the landing announcing their arrival.

Many things have changed including having a bathroom in the house but many remain unchanged. 

The electricity is still erratic and in the dim light we captured the women dancing and saying mean things about the mother-in-law in their songs. 

Bunty an old friend of Santo was delighted to see us. She was busy advising me on whom to give what. I seem to be perennially in need of advisers.