Cassy's Wedding

December 2010

Cassy decided to get married this year but the description of the person was decided 5 years ago - this is one man you have to admire for his planning, he decided he wanted to marry a doctor, a Sikh one at that and one who would be able to work in the US and guess what he got all those requirements met - Rimmy fits the bill - and how! This is not to detract from Rimmy's qualities as a person or woman - she is very pretty and a lovely person but his planning and the execution of the plan has made us believe (honestly) that Cassy 2020 is achievable. He might kill me for this but Cassy 2020 is Cassy's goal of winning the Nobel in 2020 - that's what you call a life goal, one which you can never compete with. I mean if someone asked me, "So what do you really want" I'd probably talk cars, planes, women not in that order but basically material desires but not Cassy he says the Nobel Prize in 2020 for this work in nano tech or something like that - like I said THAT is a goal.
Anyway, his wedding was in Bhatinda and after a lot of permutations and combinations and yes' and nos we set off in two cars, one driven by a friend of Cassy's from college with his friends from Houston and other by your's truly with Rohan and Abhishek. We decided to follow the GPS and as always in India we ended up in a dead end - this is the second time it has happened to me on road trip - ended up in a dead end. Anyway then resorted to the traditional, "Bhaiya Bhatinda kaise" till we reached Bhatinda - the trip was fairly uneventful with a few stops for beer and a hundred for Abhishek to pee - that guy needs his bladder checked out. Anyway once in Bhatinda another brain wave made us rely on the GPS one more time and you'd think we'd be careful after the Delhi episode but no! we followed it blindly up narrow alleyway in two SUVs grazing shops, climbing over mud piles, getting abused in chaste punjabi by the locals, galvanizing the locals in a social movement to block the cars disturbing their hap hazard use of the galis only to realize that the gali didn't lead to the hotel but an actual fort after which the hotel has been named - that was funny till I got out and saw the scratches on the side of my car - after cursing the GPS we got in touch with Cassy and finally reached the hotel - 9 hours after we left Delhi - it's supposed to 6 hours drive so we didn't do too badly. The night was the Sangeet and good sense would have been to take a break before heading out to the venue because we knew we'd be drinking silly there but No again! we checked out the local bar had our fair share of beer and Bhatinda stares and reached the venue dressed up and drunk. The festivities that followed were brilliant, lots and lots and then some drinking, dancing (danced for three hours straight), Abhishek passing out and puking at the feet of horrified punjabi aunties and dinner. Apparently and I have no way to verify this now - I spoke to someone in Rimmy's family to crash their party but they had wrapped up early, Abhishek was locked up in the car for 2 hours before we remembered we put him there and he was still passed out when we found him again, Rohan made out with a drunk Sardarji and was dancing naked in the hotel later on - all in all a super brilliant night. The next day's hangover was something I was dreading but to my very pleasant surprise I woke up with a gentle throb, mildly upset stomach and not much else. Rohan denied the Sardar kissing and Abhishek decided he was too embarrassed to attend the wedding which again was great (so we were told cause to be honest we went with him to the venue but as soon as the things began we made a dash for the car and got some much needed sleep). The lunch was at another venue a little far from the wedding and the first beer that I had before the lunch (for which I drove an extra 8 kilometres) was probably the best beer I have ever tasted - settled my stomach and gave me a brilliant idea. To crash Cassy's wedding night. It was brilliant - he had tried his best to convince the receptionist to keep us out but we outwitted the guy and finally cassy gave up - he opened the door slightly pissed and half naked - that was the only picture I took of his wedding and to honest that's the only one worth keeping.