I don't know what surprises me more, that people are strange or that I spent most of my life wondering if I was normal.
I just read an excerpt from an article a friend mailed me, about international tourists choosing Goa as a wedding destination:
Unlike Indian weddings that dutifully obey the prototype, the foreigner's wedding is singular. Lester says, "Some couples
arrive at the scene on bullock carts and elephants and some come by
boat. Some weddings are held on yachts, others on hill-tops... One groom found a singular way of
stealing the show from his wife-to-be. "He asked if we could arrange
for him to land at the spot by parachute!'' laughs Ranjan. "We checked
if he was insured, made him formally accept blame for any mishap, and
found him a parachute.'' The groom did make his grand entry, but the
trouble with a beach wedding is, you never know which way the wind
blows. He landed on a tree. Of course, the guests had a field day with
their cameras.I remember English class, twelfth grade, and we were about to read the scene where the priest is about to propose to Elizabeth in Pride and Prejudice, and our teacher asked us to each say how we would propose to someone we loved. The coolest response was this guy, he said he'd take her on a rollercoaster ride, and right when they were about to drop off the top, he'd ask her, "Will you marry me?"
I remember some really bizarre moments, like last year when one of my friends, persistent in his pursuit of another of my friends, got thoroughly drunk and stood up in a pub and sang a Hindi song at the top of his lungs to her, gestures and all. I was caught between feeling for her, she was so embarrassed, and laughing my guts out. I never thought people actually did that, it's hilarious. Another whacked-out memory was back in twelfth grade again, when a friend's boyfriend I had never met (she had gone to live abroad a few years before) actually called me from another country to find out why she was breaking up with him. I was like in school, and I hadn't met her for years, and this guy on the phone was telling me that he'd found our home number on the government telephone exchange website (of all the things for our bureaucracy to get net-savvy about) and could we just talk, because he had washed a million dishes and had no one to spend the pocket-money on, and he'd remembered my name from some conversation he once had with her. I felt pretty bad for him, but again, so bizarre.
I have to run now, life's calling. To the people who feel bizarre all over the world, you are not alone.
Comments (4)
the drunk hindi song, ive seen it in a bar as well. pretty funny stuff
@sleepyhead - i don't know if you've seen "monsoon wedding" but the maid looks out the window and there's her lover serenading her kneeling in the centre of a huge heart-shaped row of candles. i don't know if it's the movies that got us acting melodramatic or vice-versa but I dont know what I'd do if someone did that to me! die of embarassment probably. :D
That is a bit crazy for a proposal, but maybe some people feel as though they have to make some type of big bang some time in their life..... strange, I know. But gotta make your mark somewhere with or without the embarrassment.
@happybunni21 - hehe, that's true. it sure makes for a great story! :)