Just a mere two days after I talk about Mumbai and my love for Indian weddings and my secret desire to be Indian and dress in saris, I receive an invitation to my friend's (a teacher assistant in our school) wedding, in Mumbai on Monday 21st of May!
How cool is that?:P What do you know, Life has a sense of humor!
Too bad I'd still be working then and chances I can make a clean escape to attend a wedding in Mumbai are slim to none, but darn, it woulda been the perfect excuse to start my one-month Indian adventure that I would love to experience!
But still, I cracked up when I saw the invitation. Admittedly though, the first thought that popped in my mind was: SHUCKS, why couldn't I have blogged about becoming Mrs. Godiva or something else worthwhile:P
Alas, I stay at home, Godiva-less and Mumbai/Sari-less. I'll have to make do with jumping around and performing my signature crazy dance (those who know me are certainly familiar with the fact that I DO NOT dance, ever. I am not capable or willing. I'm a hopeless case and happy about it. But at certain times, when I'm overly excited and alone at home, I do what is befittingly coined "the crazy dance"; which basically is just me hopping and flailing my arms until I poke my own eye and end it with a dramatic OUCH.
If I can't go to Mumbai, Mumbai will come to me. It's actually simpler than you'd think; I will wrap enough colorful towels around me, and start my crazy dance whilst singing at the top of my voice my favorite song from "Bride and Prejudice" sound track:
"A marriage has come to town.
Laughter, colour light and sound.
Life is great, let's celebrate
The sacred union 2 souls have found"
Yep, that should definitely do it.
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I still cant believe you made me sit through that movie.. :P
LOL
OH My God I totally forgot about that!! did we really?
hehehehehehehe
what can I say, Dalia and I simply adored it and we had to share it with you:P that's the price you pay for having two older sisters with a horrid taste in movies:P
Oh my god! Abood, I'm sorry for mocking you all these years... you HAVE suffered greatly at the hands of those closest to you, and for that you deserve my sympathy and support.
Ok once I wrote that last sentence I felt I wasn't being genuine and found myself saying "what, am I crazy? I'll always make fun of him, even if his sisters make him sit through their chick flicks...". So there.
Salam cuz! You've been missed, but that will not stop me from jumping to my brother's aid here (and then taking a little jab at you. sorry!) See, khayyo is a lovely brother who is sweet enough to join us sometimes in things we enjoy, just as we do that with him (read: Watching spoofs of Kung Fu movies, among other things. LOL)
So what's your excuse? My brother has a perfectly valid reason to watch the occasional chick flick. What's yours? You should have a real good one, seeing you're a guy with no sisters who has watched every chick flick under the sun (it seems) :)
That aside. Shakhbarak?
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL
ooooooooooooooooooooooh!
YES NASSER WHAT'S YOUR EXCUSE?:p
(bil 3adem sis:P gawiyyeh:P)
Oh man.. That was brutal!
Nasser, I'd lay low for a couple of years if I were you :P
First, I'd like to withdraw my previous comment in its entirety. Okay maybe not the part about how Nasser ilo wa7sheh, and Abood is an awesome brother.
Everything else, just throw out with the garbage.
I sincerely apologize Nasser.
Note to self: DO NOT comment on anything after spending hours working on the same thing all day. Mental faculties slow down when one focuses on one task. Takes a while to readjust. It's sort of like voice immodulation, but it's with thoughts. A case of thought immodulation. Please ignore.
Sheesh. Grad school is getting to my head. Again :) hehe
First, I'd like to withdraw my previous comment in its entirety. Okay maybe not the part about how Nasser ilo wa7sheh, and Abood is an awesome brother.
Everything else, just throw out with the garbage.
I sincerely apologize Nasser.
Note to self: DO NOT comment on anything after spending hours working on the same thing all day. Mental faculties slow down when one focuses on one task. Takes a while to readjust. It's sort of like voice immodulation, but it's with thoughts. A case of thought immodulation. Please ignore.
Sheesh. Grad school is getting to my head. Again :) hehe
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