I had one look at the date on the calendar which was circled in red and the letter R was written inside the circle. This was a code I used to remind myself that we had to attend a wedding reception that day. I eagerly looked forward to this day, which meant apart from meeting some friends, giving a holiday to my cooking for the evening (I think I am in good company).
The said day arrived and I had reminded my husband about our engagement for the evening, asking him to come early from office so that we would have sufficient time to get dressed and reach the venue in time for the wedding reception. In view of the large spread we would be having at the reception, I had packed a simple two course lunch for my husband.
I looked into my wardrobe and after taking stock of my few expensive silk sarees, I finally decided on my latest acquisition, a rich burgundy red with green embroidered border and pallav. True to his word my husband came home earlier than usual and after a quick wash and a cup of coffee, got dressed in a jiffy.
Where is the reception taking place, a hotel or in one of the kalyana mantaps? asked my husband even as he was locking the door to get into the car.
I blinked because till then it didn’t occur to me to look for the wedding invitation and take note of the venue of the event.
Wait, I said helplessly, let me search for the invitation. I searched and searched in all possible places but found it nowhere and hesitantly told him so, quite sure that he would burst out on me. But I was wrong, because he coolly said tongue in cheek, whether we had received the invitation at all ?
It was only then that I remembered the lady in my neighbourhood informing me about her son’s wedding . “Please keep yourselves free on.. and I will be sending the invitation once it is ready, “she had said.
My husband was right, the invitation did not make its appearance for whatever reason!
N Meera Raghavendra Rao