Take a man (or a woman). Tie him to a chair. Then, for 36 hours do the following:
- Shout in his ear
- Stand up on him and jump
- Pull his hair
- Cry sitting in his lap
- Spill food on him
- Keep calling his name relentlessly for hours at a stretch
Do you think he will survive this? I am embarking on an adventure to find out. I mean to say, we are traveling to India with our 21-month old son.
You might ask for what masochistic reason I am putting myself through it. Let me explain.
One of the unforeseen side-effects of marriage is that you will inherit a brother-in-law. These brothers-in-law don’t just sit there and mind their business, they get married. And you will have to haul yourself, your wife, a hyper-active toddler and 400 pounds of baggage across the Pacific to attend the wedding.
That’s not all. One fine morning my wife casually asked me, “You are going to wear a Sherwani for the wedding, right?” I had two options. I could say “No” and hear how geeky, old, crumpled, faded, distasteful, atrocious, did I mention geeky, my normal formal attire is. Or I could say “Yes” and look like the official clown at the wedding. I chose to tell her a toned down version of “You will have to hold me at gun point.” She looked like she intended to do precisely that.
So please pray for me people. Wish me luck to preserve my sanity on the flight and dignity at the wedding.
I survived! Both wife and kid have been extraordinarily well-behaved. Thank you for the outporing sympathy, empathy and prayers.
The groom himself decided not to wear a Sherwani and I got nothing to do with it . So I am off the hook for the sherwani. yay.