"Everyone including the participants went into peels of laughter."
Sri R Gurus, in his excitement, must be thinking of the banana peels, orange peels, apple peels, grapefruit peels and other fruit peels left at the dining tables by the well-fed participants.
Now for my dolorous tale.
My professional colleague, an eminent Christian lawyer from Punjab, and I were invited to a Sikh couple's wedding. The dress code prescribed was "white tie". My learned friend wore a white suit and dark blue long-sleeved shirt, plus a long white silk tie reaching down to below his belt. There was suppressed laughter all round.
Had he asked me, I would have suggested a white bow-tie and formal tail-coat such as the English gentry wear to ultra-formal functions.
The bride could not suppress a feminine giggle. The groom heroically put on a "stone-face". The bride's mother's face was grim. Others pretended not to notice.
We exited the ceremony without incident.
S Narayanaswamy Iyer
Sri R Gurus, in his excitement, must be thinking of the banana peels, orange peels, apple peels, grapefruit peels and other fruit peels left at the dining tables by the well-fed participants.
Now for my dolorous tale.
My professional colleague, an eminent Christian lawyer from Punjab, and I were invited to a Sikh couple's wedding. The dress code prescribed was "white tie". My learned friend wore a white suit and dark blue long-sleeved shirt, plus a long white silk tie reaching down to below his belt. There was suppressed laughter all round.
Had he asked me, I would have suggested a white bow-tie and formal tail-coat such as the English gentry wear to ultra-formal functions.
The bride could not suppress a feminine giggle. The groom heroically put on a "stone-face". The bride's mother's face was grim. Others pretended not to notice.
We exited the ceremony without incident.
S Narayanaswamy Iyer