The Socializing Story

It’s that time of the year. This statement in India refers to the wedding season. Yes, there is a wedding season in India. About 80-90% weddings happen from November to January. The winter season is the only time it’s conducive to wear the heavy wedding finery. Be it the silks or th gold and diamonds. If you tried wearing any of it during the rest of the year, you will probably be roasted. Literally.

And this year, somehow all my cousins decided to get married. And a friend. Which means I have five weddings invites. And big fat Indian weddings last for 3-4 days which means I am spending most of the days in December and January flitting in and out of tiring and boring social situations. It’s one thing to act prim and propah.Β And quite another when you have to bother about all of that and managing your uber heavy clothes. And the worst thing, if the wedding is on an open ground, finding yourself a half decent toilet which doesn’t stink.

While one of the weddings is already over and I did enjoy it. It leads to boredom when there’s too much of it. To elaborate I was out last night for pithi (the punjabi equivalent being Haldi), tonight is the cocktail, day after the pre wedding rituals and mehendi, Tuesday is the wedding and Wednesday is the reception!! Jesus Christ. And on Thursday is a dead me. πŸ™ˆ And in fifteen days time, the rigmarole starts again, but only bigger. For my other cousin has sevenΒ functions. πŸ˜ΆπŸ™ƒ

The ray of sunshine in all the socialising is that I get a double promotion in 3 months time. I know I cried and wailed every time I gave my two tests but somewhere down the line they realised I was a practical person and not theoretical. My patient handling skills and clinical experience hit the right cord and I will be in more of a supervising position. I am a little apprehensive because I lack leadership qualities. But I like challenges and I will take up this one as well. It also means I have to improve at a faster pace. While others have about 1.5Β yearsΒ to improve on everything, I have only 6 months.

Also, I made pumpkin spice Β πŸŽƒ and lemon πŸ‹ tartlets for my cousin yesterday. In Gujaratis, we have a ritual called ladka laddoo. Which means the relatives of the bride or groom will give them something sweet to eat during the pithi or before. My cuz loves cinnamon so I thought it would be great to make that for her. I blended my own spice mix. Two tablespoons of cinnamon, 1/2 teaspoon of dried ginger powder and clove powder. A few pinches of ground nutmeg. I had pumpkin dulce so I mixed that with cream cheese and paneer and made a mousse consistency mixture. For lemon, I added fresh lemon juice to the coconut dulce and of course the cream cheese paneer mixture. Filled small tart shells with those and let it set. Turned out YUM. I converted pumpkin spice haters to pumpkin spice lover. Ohh yeah I feel pompous!!! 😝

P.S I took a test- what is your mental age actually? Going by the emoticons I have used can you guess what that came up to be?? πŸ˜…


5 thoughts on “The Socializing Story

    1. Thanks. I doubt I will meet someone. I am anti social and will probably leave earlier than the crowd. Well, I am asking you to guess my mental age πŸ˜†not actual even though many of my blogs have my actual age anyway πŸ˜€


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