Wedding Aggravations!!

After attending a double wedding and making trips from Islamabad to Kohat to Peshawar to Kohat to Peshawar to Islamabad in three days with prospects of reliving every moment of these past 3 days for the next week or so, my mood is completely euphoric!!

And if you took that statement at face value, you’ve not quite been enrolled in the academy of life for too long and may God preserve you from it!

I have met people who moan about a lack of relatives and extended family.  Yet, at every gathering that has me greeting droves of people who’re connected to me from generations, I swear I come away thinking if I never meet some of them again, it will be way too soon!

I have no other issues with them except that they have a sworn duty to uphold of reminding me of my greatest failure (in their opinion) in getting married and producing the certificate of marriage in the form of a baby 9 months to the day.  And then they compound and further this discussion in front of my mother.  Mothers, who everybody knows are made of different stuff than the rest of us and tend to take things differently.

I just don’t get it!  It has nothing to do with them.  And it’s not as if I am in line for their oh so eligible sons!  Ugh!  Perish the thought!  I don’t live in their house, don’t eat from their tables and sure as hell don’t go boohooing in front of them ‘coz I don’t have a husband to accessorise at weddings and a baby to dress in colour coordinated outfits!

What is their issue in looking at me as if I’m abnormal?  So, I’m not married!  Does that make my life incomplete?  Or has it now been deemed that I so absolutely cannot be content with my lot and satisfied in my life as it is?

Apparently, I need to get my head looked at!   Sheeesshhhh!!!