Wedding From Hell vs A Fairytale
Aren't weddings just beautiful?It leaves you feeling all sappy and mushy.The flowers, the church, the smiling faces...I wanna get married!Before i get judged by being attracted to the superficial details, let me assure you that I believe in the sanctity of marriages. And yes, I do know that what happens after the ceremony is over is what matters.Yet, I'm a girl,and being a girl,I cant help feeling all warm inside anticipating my own..
Over the past week, I attended two weddings.One of which was my organ teacher's and the other was of my dad's colleague.Let's just say, they were worlds apart. While my teacher's was 'fit for a queen', the other one could be made into a movie and titled 'The Wedding From Hell'.
It wasn't just the lavishness that made it all perfect, but the thought that went into the little details.During the reception,the newly weds did a duet on "The closer I Get To You". Now, how often do you see the bride and groom get off their butts to entertain the guests. And in the spirit of the women's lib era, my teacher, the bride, actually presented her own speech.Now,of all the previous weddings I've attended,the wife would normally stand meekly by the groom's side and stare at the ground, while he thanked the heavens,God,parents and what not.The her brother and cousin sang to the accompaniment of a pianist and she threw 3 'fortune bouquets' to the outstretched arms of the single ladies in the house.For most of the wedding,they walked around and chatted with the guests.I think the hardly ate the yummy food.After most of the 'unhappening' had left,we danced the night away...it was like a fairytale come true.I personally feel that weddings are a celebration.And celebrations are about singing and dancing.Basically,just having fun.The bride and the groom danced a slow latin number and so did her parents..It's ovely to watch old coupls dance..
Oh,and i forgot to add that her brother sang "She Wears My Ring" during the signing of the marriage register in church.Like,how sweet was that?
When I told my dad about the wedding,he must have sensed my eagerness to have a similar event.Trust him to tell me to elope and save him the expenses.So much for the first wedding in the family.
Now,about the wedding from hell.I don't want to relive it,coz it makes me all sick inside. Lets just say the small hotel 'ballroom' took in more than its capacity and there was no space to move around,much less to breathe.And to my utmost horror,there were tables outside the ballroom door..about 10 of them.And guess what,they couldn't see what was going on inside.I'd be furious if i had to sit there in such a condition.
And you know what was on the menu?Well,the bride is Sarawakian while the husband, Indian.So they wanted to do the multiracial thingy by rojak-ing the menu.Bad idea.
The first course was a four season like dish with potatoes and brinjal cooked in the Indian style and some fried crap.BRINJAL??
Then came rice.Plain briyani rice with papadam kena masuk angin. No curry. For a while,i was embarassed to be an Indian.Besides my family,everyone at the table were Chinese.Six pairs of Chinese questioning eyes on us.And these Sarawakians,well..they havent seen papadums before.You can imagine the rest.This doctor put rice on the papadum and started munching away.I didn't know to laugh or run out the door.
Then there was starchy PUMPKIN SOUP.HOw do you serve pumpkin soup,brinjal and satay at a wedding? The best part was when the chicken curry came.there were little bowls on the table.Were we supposed to fill the bowls with curry and slurp it down like it was some laici dessert?
my teacher's wedding: I look at my watch and say,"what?11.30 already?So fast!"
wedding from hell: I look at my watch and say,"What?Now only 8.30?How long am I supposed to endure this torture?"
And the 'entertainment'.Good Lord above! Putting it simply,it was a Red Box session.Deluded guests wailing to the karaoke screen in a small room.William Hung's lack of talent would indeed be a blessing here. They should have given us earplugs as doorgifts.
Hmmm...I cant wait for my own wedding...if only the next 5 years will fly...
But being an Indian,I'll probably face RSVP problems.Indians just love bringing their whole herd of devilish children,eventhough the invitation clearly states 'Mr&Mrs'.Now,thats for another blog session...
Over the past week, I attended two weddings.One of which was my organ teacher's and the other was of my dad's colleague.Let's just say, they were worlds apart. While my teacher's was 'fit for a queen', the other one could be made into a movie and titled 'The Wedding From Hell'.
It wasn't just the lavishness that made it all perfect, but the thought that went into the little details.During the reception,the newly weds did a duet on "The closer I Get To You". Now, how often do you see the bride and groom get off their butts to entertain the guests. And in the spirit of the women's lib era, my teacher, the bride, actually presented her own speech.Now,of all the previous weddings I've attended,the wife would normally stand meekly by the groom's side and stare at the ground, while he thanked the heavens,God,parents and what not.The her brother and cousin sang to the accompaniment of a pianist and she threw 3 'fortune bouquets' to the outstretched arms of the single ladies in the house.For most of the wedding,they walked around and chatted with the guests.I think the hardly ate the yummy food.After most of the 'unhappening' had left,we danced the night away...it was like a fairytale come true.I personally feel that weddings are a celebration.And celebrations are about singing and dancing.Basically,just having fun.The bride and the groom danced a slow latin number and so did her parents..It's ovely to watch old coupls dance..
Oh,and i forgot to add that her brother sang "She Wears My Ring" during the signing of the marriage register in church.Like,how sweet was that?
When I told my dad about the wedding,he must have sensed my eagerness to have a similar event.Trust him to tell me to elope and save him the expenses.So much for the first wedding in the family.
Now,about the wedding from hell.I don't want to relive it,coz it makes me all sick inside. Lets just say the small hotel 'ballroom' took in more than its capacity and there was no space to move around,much less to breathe.And to my utmost horror,there were tables outside the ballroom door..about 10 of them.And guess what,they couldn't see what was going on inside.I'd be furious if i had to sit there in such a condition.
And you know what was on the menu?Well,the bride is Sarawakian while the husband, Indian.So they wanted to do the multiracial thingy by rojak-ing the menu.Bad idea.
The first course was a four season like dish with potatoes and brinjal cooked in the Indian style and some fried crap.BRINJAL??
Then came rice.Plain briyani rice with papadam kena masuk angin. No curry. For a while,i was embarassed to be an Indian.Besides my family,everyone at the table were Chinese.Six pairs of Chinese questioning eyes on us.And these Sarawakians,well..they havent seen papadums before.You can imagine the rest.This doctor put rice on the papadum and started munching away.I didn't know to laugh or run out the door.
Then there was starchy PUMPKIN SOUP.HOw do you serve pumpkin soup,brinjal and satay at a wedding? The best part was when the chicken curry came.there were little bowls on the table.Were we supposed to fill the bowls with curry and slurp it down like it was some laici dessert?
my teacher's wedding: I look at my watch and say,"what?11.30 already?So fast!"
wedding from hell: I look at my watch and say,"What?Now only 8.30?How long am I supposed to endure this torture?"
And the 'entertainment'.Good Lord above! Putting it simply,it was a Red Box session.Deluded guests wailing to the karaoke screen in a small room.William Hung's lack of talent would indeed be a blessing here. They should have given us earplugs as doorgifts.
Hmmm...I cant wait for my own wedding...if only the next 5 years will fly...
But being an Indian,I'll probably face RSVP problems.Indians just love bringing their whole herd of devilish children,eventhough the invitation clearly states 'Mr&Mrs'.Now,thats for another blog session...
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