I met a very sweet Canadian girl called Leigh. She's been traveling in India for a few months now and is going to learn journalism in NYU as soon as she gets back.
I had the most pleasant time with her. We both share the same passion for English so we would constantly find ourselves engaged in linguistic tet a tets, which would usually end with one of us pointing out how extremely nerdy we both are.
Approaching the matter at hand, one day she offered me to go on a little trip to a town about 40 kilometers south from where we're staying. So, one fine Indian morning, we rented a scooter and made our way there. I shall spare you from the details of the journey, except for one amusing incident where a police officer attempted to pull me over, with thoughts of the abundant wealth he shall acquire after finding out the I have no driver's license (through bribery of course), when I signalled him with my hand that I'm about to pull over, and then swerved away from him in the last moment and turned around to bestow upon him a mischievous smile.
On our way back it was quite dark, and we came upon what looked like a grandiose Indian wedding in a large space on the side of the road. I turned around to Leigh and asked: "Shall we crash this wedding?", and she replied: "yes!".
So there we were, dressed like two dusty vagabonds, getting ready to cajole our way in to a massive crowd dressed in the finest silks India has to offer, enjoying the reception to what appears to be a sumptuous and congenial wedding.
We stood outside for a bit when the gravity of the situation (foolishness) dawned upon us, and decided that we should leave.
But, Mother India had different plans...
Just as we were walking out, a nice middle-aged Indian approached us from inside the wedding, and asked us where we're from. We obliged him, and then, he told us that he's the bride's brother and extended to us a cordial invitation to the wedding.
Naturally, we accepted, and enjoyed an excellent evening of classical Indian music, an abundance of great Indian food, and a great deal of staring and fussing around us.
India...
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