Marise’s friend Priyanka’s marriage was on the 15th and as part of our custom, both the bride and the groom have an individual roce which is a traditional function.

The roce was held on her building terrace in Kurla, which required me to ride in terrible traffic out there. Got there very early in spite of this.

Early did mean that I had to wait for a while before the function actually started… an hour later.

The usual dirtying of the bride-to-be took place followed by dancing. We left the place and I dropped Marise home.

The next day was rather silent. Saturday was the big day of the wedding. Being free in the morning, I decided to head over to Big Bazaar, this time in Mulund. My last two experiences were rather bad. However, since I had Rs. 1,400 in discount coupons, I had to go make and expense. Picked up a black sweather that shall hopefuly assist me this winter. I spent last winter borrowing jackets from Ravi.

Also picked up a salwar piece for Mom, who celebrated her birthday on Sunday.

Saturday evening was the wedding. The reception was held at St. Josephs in Bandra. Marise’s sister and dad were trigger happy and I was able to collect quite a few images.

For more photos check out the photo gallery.

Stayed over at my grandma’s that evening and convinced her to come back with me on the bike. That would have made an excellent photo

Sunday was Mom’s birthday. Just a quiet lunch to which Marise came over. She left in the evening.

Spent Monday visiting banks and my barber in the morning and the rest of the day at home.

Caught the first bus from Mumbai to Pune on Tuesday morning and reach here by 10am itself.

Classes began yesterday with a full four hour class from 6.30pm on Advances in Supply Chain, followed by Strategic Marketing and Advances in Supply Chain lectures today. Thus ends the lectures for this week.

Placements is just around the corner and well I kinda tensed. A well kept secret atleast on the blog was my Preplacement Offer from the company I was in for summers, which I rejected last week since it wasn’t up to my expectations. The scene is bad this year, so my fingers are crossed.

Got an opportunity to give my Nokia N73 a test drive. Have taken a decent number of photographs, which I shall put up on my photo album.

We began with mass at their place itself. Aunty convinced me to play the piano. It was four common hymns of which I knew three, so it wasn’t a problem. It has been a while and I sure was rusty!

Mass was short and sweet and was followed by some num-nums. Alisha then gave a short speech followed by others and concluded with ones by Aunty and Uncle.

This was followed by the usual round of song. The evening was brought to a close with a good meal and even better icecream. I sure can eat

Courtesy – My Yahoo!

“What? Are you crazy? The house is a mess, I haven’t been shopping, all the dishes are dirty, and I don’t feel like cooking a fancy meal!”

“I know all that.”

“Then why did you invite a friend for supper?”

“Because the poor fool’s thinking about getting married.”

Coutesy – Askmen.com

I’m proud to have parents like you!

The years went by and Bob figured he didn’t have much longer, so he got Sue out to the show, explaining that it’s free to watch, “so let’s at least watch.” And once he got there, the feeling became real intense, and Sue and Bob started arguing.

The pilot, between flights, overheard, listened to their problem and said, “I’ll tell you what, I’ll take you up flying, and if you don’t say a word the ride is on me, but if you make one sound, you pay $10.”

So off they flew. The pilot was doing as many rolls and dives as he could, heading to the ground as fast as the plane could go and pulling out of the dive at the very last second. Not a word. Finally he admitted defeat and went back the airport.

“I’m surprised, why didn’t you say anything?”

“Well I almost said something when Sue fell out, but $10 is $10 dollars.”

Courtesy AskMen.com

Every man should get married some time; after all,
happiness is not the only thing in life!!
- Anonymous

Bachelors should be heavily taxed.
It is not fair that some men should be happier than others .
- Oscar Wilde

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