The wedding

On Feb 27, one of my oldest friends, in a bout of madness, got married (Oldest here means a person I know from a long time). So Saif, a couple of cousins of the groom and myself formed a gang and started loafing around. So there we were, all four of us, running to dhabhas mid-afternoon to snatch a drink and some chicken 65. Everything seemed fine till the time of Baraat, supposed to start at 6 PM. The gang decided that it was the appropriate time for a swim and a couple of beers.

Hell broke loose!!! Had to face hundreds of snide remarks from the grooms family about how the swimming pool was. :(