The curious case of an Indian wedding

On this wedding anniversary, we invited our friends for a relaxed dinner at home. 

In the middle of all talking, laughing, singing, my husband suddenly decided to take charge of the microphone.

“I’d like to make a toast to my wife and narrate a story….” Hooting and excitement followed. 

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“…..of how we met and fell in love! Once upon a time….” General merriment everywhere as people pinched me teasingly.

“.....See, fellows, it needs to start like this because it’s a fairy tale…” Husband added and people went awwww. “I saw a pretty maiden at my cousin’s wedding. Obviously, I walked up to her for a chat...." 

'They lived happily ever after?????’ Shouted someone.

"No, she scooted just in time! Then next morning, after a few hours of sleep at the groom’s house, I woke up to hunt for coffee. Guess who I saw?”

‘Canary! Happy ending!' Applause follows.

“Not yet!! She ignored me. So I gave up. I shaved, bathed, packed up. When I was taking leave of my aunt, this pretty one came over and gave me a shy dazzle of a smile.

Hi, I say.

Hello, she responds.

We didn’t get to talk much, I say.

Perhaps we should catch up later, she responds.

I’d love to, I say.

This is my number, she responds.”

People thump on tables and egg him on.

“So, in the car, I reflect on the sudden change in her demeanor and then it hits me. From being a rugged rogue, I had shaved and turned into a suave clean-shaved gentlemen! My clean shaven look bowled her over!” Hooting reaches a peak.

“You see,” I decided to break in now. “I don’t much like unhygienic human amazon forests.”

Much laughter as we both wink and hug.

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Writing this in response to Priyanka's tag!

I'd like to tag her back, along with kitchenmummy and Jemina :)

(post word count: 300, photos courtesy: http://pixabay.com)