Blooms and booms of a vanity wedding
John Rudram
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2012 John Rudram
The family of the groom or bride wanders about every nook and corner of the world to locate the name bearer of the name, hand-written on top of the cover of invitation card. Of course, the timing at which the invitee could be caught for delivering the card is akin to knowing the exact time when a flower blooms. I, Steve Cobalt, received such an invitation from a very nice friend of mine who maintained a steady smile on his face, which was similar to the cheery waves on the ocean surface, hiding the tumultuous pain, buried in the abyss, to locate me. I too reflected his jolly stature and presented the best smile I could create with my facial expressions. I offered him a cup of tea, which he immediately refused, citing the list of invitees he had to fish before today. He also pointed to his belly showing that the people whom he had already met had poured their affection via the medium of fourteen cups of hot caffeine.
After my friend left, I gave a passing glance to the card. It was decorated in the most stunning manner which arrested my attention. The cover page said: To, Steve Cobalt and Family.
The word Family included the greatest enigma that a family man like me could ever fathom. In today's wedding reception, with the cost of meals touching the moon or I should say may be Jupiter, the total number of plates, which are served, are accurately counted by a watchful cuisine spy. The problem was, my family that is my blood relatives who stayed with me, were in total, like the chromosome pairs of ours, twenty three in number. I could not offer to leave out somebody as I didn't want to create a differential atmosphere with them. I opened the cover of the invitation to see further.
The card proceeded to enlighten me, the time at which I had to be present at the marriage reception. A daintily embroidered tag proclaimed, "When the clock shows the time as ten ten am; when the date portion of the calendar points to 24, and the month portion of the almanac says April, and the Year portion of the calendar points to the current year. We solicit your benign presence at the Rodoma Hall, Rewex Street, Rimperland." It further noted that the wedding of Trilon Ruwak [son of Wrilon Ruwak and Frilon Ruwak], and Rimee Qiton [daughter of Tiquee Qiton and Aiquee Qiton] had already taken place in a far fairytale land [about whose location I had no idea whatsoever] and the function on the 24th of April was a reception party for the aforesaid wedding.