Last week one of my intimate friends (we were a gang in engineering..!!) tied the knot; four knots actually... three real knots tied with such attentive diligence and one posing for the photograph.. The bespectacled groom and his bride, the newly wedded, smiling for the camera, smiling for their love that blossomed, nurtured and finally triumphed... Their love story had all the ingredients of a Tollywood talkie; a boy and a girl fall in love, go to places, sing songs (!!), parents object for reasons banal, persuasion opposition dissent disagreement imploring unbending and finally the anti-climax!!! Instead of a boiling rage leading to violent outburst, sumo-chases and one man shows, the happen-to-be negative parents just give in... And without any melodrama and hardcore action, all ends well.. The bespectacled groom ties the three knots, poses for the fourth and then a family photo is taken... Mr and Mrs Bride and their respective in-laws; all under one frame.. Perfect!! Shubam!!

Happiness and Victories are good but expensive!! The would-be (groom) threw a party celebrating his victory and happiness at the newly opened (then yet to be) club 8 near Hitech city... Champagne was ordered, white wine was poured and they all cheered for the would-be and danced... the would-be, soon-to-be, may-be, might-be, don't-want-to-be, all of them danced to the tunes of the white wine, celebrating the happiness and triumph of love; Love that spares no one... that can play touch-and-go sparking a moment of bliss and can stick to you like an adhesive seemingly unceasing for a lifetime... Love that can breathe a new life in you and can blight the only one life out of you... Love that can make you quit drinking and can binge you in a drinking spree... Love that can mean many things.. a feeling, a decision, an obsession, a pain, a remedy, a victory, a compromise... We celebrated one such form of the manifold omnipresent omnipotent love...

That was one successful tale of love and the rest is life. Wishing them all the good fortunes and television soap operas in life... Speaking of life... Celebrations are everywhere as today happens to be the fourth anniversary of my Gym.. They are hosting a body building show; no no its not the kind of show where the patrons (yours lovingly is one of the elite members!!) of the Gym are going to strip down to their briefs and display the progress... Because progress is indispensably dependent on time (sometimes more than 2 years!!) .. It takes time for the reaps of progress to be noticed and paraded considering the fact that the frequency at which I hit the Gym is far worse than my Engineering college attendance... They say 'Rome was not built in a day', henceforth this event showcases the shapes and lumps of the ones who have already built their Rome to encourage the aspirants, the wannabe-machos expedite their progress...

Celebrations and heat is everywhere.. Its vacation time.. I would be going to God's own country soon to attend a marriage (no triumph of love there... but might be the beginning of a new one!!)
Celebrations in life are plenty; progress however is diminished...