Sickness, weddings and lethargy

Hi all,

Writing after a week now. I was sick earlier last week and literally slept for at least 30 something hours in 2 days. On Friday night, I took a bus from Keshod and went to Ahmedabad from where I had to catch a flight to Delhi at 10.20 am. I went to a small city called Faridabad (near Delhi) to attend my cousin sister's wedding. Disclaimer now: I do have pics but will be posting them up by the end of the week on Picasso, so stay posted! The wedding was good fun. But I think more than anything related to the wedding itself, I really just appreciated spending time with my cousin sis and brother as well as my parents whom I was seeing after 2 months. There are parts of an Indian wedding that are really quite sweet and fun, but to be honest, most of the rest I find quite tedious. I have seen 4 Indian weddings now in quite a bit of detail now and I feel like everybody just ends up being exhausted, the bride and groom and all the family members or the organization party. I think this exhaustion definetely refers to the physical exhuastion itself, but also the mental and emotional exhaustion that comes from looking after everyone's needs, trying to please people and making sure people are satisfied. I perhaps am not articulating this as well as I can. Nonetheless, the more Indian weddings I attend, the more convinced I get not to have one for myself. It's too much. I do have an image of what kind of wedding would be fun to have, but I won't get into the details now. All I can say is, keep it short, sweet and simple, just like me :P (haw haw haw, I know, pj).

On a different note, my parents are coming to Ahmedabad for a few days later on this week, so will be making another extremely short trip to Abad. I have been travelling a lot recently, and am actually pretty fine with it. The only problem is I usually end up getting a little sick. It's just this stupid cold/flu that caught a hold of me last week quite badly, and hasn't let go ever since. So in general, I am in a pretty lethargic mood, just feel like lying around and reading a novel. I probably will do that soon enough.

For those of you who would understand, I suddenly wish I was sitting in Mr.Hill's class just listening and gorging over English literature and critizing it ovr the bullshit meter. For those unaware, mr. Hill was my English teacher in highschool and my bigggessstttt crush over those 5 years :p AAhhh...I am thinking now is the time to lie down, have a novel in hand, and dream about Mr. Hill's room no.14 talking about English literature and life. Lovely eh?

Love