At the reception

We had a few uninvited guests at my wedding reception. Free food! At most weddings, they go unnoticed, since most people automatically assume that they are acquaintances of the in-laws, but our case was different. There were less than ten guests from my wife's side. So, these folx were easily identified.

What makes them easier to identify is that they eat voraciously, and if you stare at them, or approach them, then they try hard to disappear. In a place like Kolkata, it is not unlikely that they have been publicly bashed for this before. Poor people.

Anyway, three of them were cornered by the organizers of the event (none of this was actually witnessed by me). Two slipped and ran for their lives, fearing the worst. The third, we kept him seated under supervision of two of my biggest cousins, and let him go after most of our guests had left. Here is how the conversation with him went.

Who are you?

-I am related to your aunt?

What is the relation?

-I am related...

Where do you live?

-Tollygunj (a fairly large area)

What do you do?

-I am a driver.

What is your car's license plate number? (saying this my cousin pulled out a diary as if to check)

- W... (All license plates in West Bengal begin in WB...)

W... after that?

-(with a resigned look) X... Y... Z

Anyway, before we caught this fella, he had almost finished dinner. He was on the ice-cream. On the whole, he must not have felt too bad about the whole deal. Neither did we. :))