What's all this fuss about?

So here I am, in my mother's village. Pre marriage ceremonies going on.

It was nice to see a village. Small streets. Houses made up of bricks.
Lush green fields. Cows moo-ing away to glory.

There's something really peaceful and soothing about a village.
Erm..except the toilet issues. Gah.

Right. So I'm here for a cousin's marriage. The actual marriage
function will take place in the city.

As I look around, I see many people. Some with no expression. Some
trying to put up one.

Many are here to fulfill some kind of formality. Many are here to
celebrate their sunday night. Most of them are here for the free food,
or free dew in my case.

Marriage have become largely about formalities. Yes. Formalities,
Formalities and Formalities.

Why can't it be about those 10-20 people that really matter. And most
of all the union of two souls.

But as I look around, I can hear my conscious scream..

"What's all this fuss about?

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