Wednesday, November 17, 2010

1.01am

I had a conversation at 1.01am on Wednesday morning...

Dimple Walla/Starbucks (DW/SB) will be in town on Friday next week and I need to go to KL that weekend as my flight will be from KL to China. Hence I called him to ask if it is okay for me to follow him to KL and he said yes, he will be leaving to KL on Sunday after lunch.

As usual, we did not end our conversation there, it just went on with lots of topics to be discussed. We talked about being vegetarian and eating garlic and onion, we talked about Tamil, we talked a number of things... and the conversation led to funerals, Tamil funerals to be precise.

I was telling him that it is sad/cruel when they remove the thalli and break bangles of the widow during the funeral and to my surprise DW said that is the right thing to do. Apparently according to him, the widow is psychologically prepped to say that her bond with her husband is thus non existence and hence the that ceremony will do her good. Further to that, his family will present to the widow a white saree. I was really shocked when I heard that and asked him, "why don't you stop all these", forgive my ignorance here for a moment, I thought DW is different a bit from other Indian guys, hence I thought he will condemn to such actions but to my amazement, he said 'why should I? This is the procedure and that is the right thing to do"....

I was lost for words for a while and I did tell him that I am so disappointed in him. I told him that I thought he is one person who thinks outside the box and how could he ask anyone to be in a white saree and stop wearing bright colours or any colours for that matter. To that he asked me, when I got my divorce, did I remove my thalli... I told him, when I decided to be out from my relationship with Kutty, I removed 3 things: my thalli, my minji and the kungumum I put on my forehead. The bangles, the colour, the flowers all remained in my life as these were the things I was using even before I got married.

Personally, I would be okay if I choose to wear if my husband dies but not because society wants me to do so. I will remove my thalli, I will remove my minji and I will also respect the fact I am not going to be putting flowers on my hair... I might choose to do alot of other things to respect the memory of my husband but I seriously do not like this man-made procedures that is so biased. Why isn't it that a husband who lost his wife have an identity as a widower? Wearing a white saree, no pottu, no flowers that is how a widow should be then how about the widower? His life goes on as normal is it?

Another thing that upsetted me further was that DW said, a widow who is a mother should not be there at the front line during her child's wedding. Now tell me, how narrow minded can DW be? A mother who brought up the child is not allowed to stand there at the mannavarai just coz she has lost her husband? I mean she was the one who brought up the child for Godsake, she was the one who was there when the child cried, she was the one behind every move of her child's life and this big important chapter in her child's life and she is not allowed to be there.

I really really was disappointed with DW, I expected more from him, I did tell him about it as well... I did ask him why are we arguing about this, it is a matter of opinion and his opinion just does not matter to me...

It was 3.31am when we ended our conversation. I donno if he was arguing with me for the sake of arguing or was this his stand in life....

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Dumbo's wedding

My best friend got married on 22nd May....

Yeap, after a long wait, Dumbo tied the knot. It was a beautiful church wedding, I was there early as he wanted me to come there to help out at the church. I was in a purple saree, the saree my mama gave me on my wedding...

It was a simple wedding, not many people there, just close friends and family members. Jo looked smashing in her wedding gown and of course my Dumbo looked good in his tux. After the ceremony the couple walked down the aisle and Dumbo stopped and gave me a hug...it was nice, my Dumbo finally married...

I went for the dinner earlier as well as I was needed to usher in the guests. When I was there, Dumbo's mom entrusted me with the ang pows, so his sister in law to be and me were happy receiving guests and taking the ang pows :-) I would actually say that even my own wedding I did not recieve so much red packets :-)

The dinner was fun, I met my 'thamby' who came alone so that he could spend more time with all of us, W came with her hubby, Panjang came alone, WS came with his wife and well the gang was there. I was mercilessly teased by everyone there... W's hubby wanted me to sit with him, he now understands me, he knows how close I can be with the other guys but not with him. We had fun, we were laughing, we spoke for hours refusing to leave the wedding hall and we just caught up with old times...

May 22nd was a wonderful day... am just happy...