Keshav wants to get married

"Mummy.. I want to get married."

Clang... Plate crashes onto the floor..

"What??? What do you want to do? Tell me again?"

"I want to get MARRIED."

"To whom? And why do you want to get married."

I thought for a moment or two and told her the girl's name. Don't want to mention her name here - it wont be appropriate.

"Hmmmm.. And when do you want to get married?"

"Right now."

"But we don't have clothes for your wedding."

(Trust Mummy to first think of clothes)

"We have.. I will wear pant and shirt and she will wear a pink frock. You can wear a red saree (she had worn one for Chachu's wedding) and Papa and Dadu will wear a kurta."

"And her parents? Are they ready for this?"

"Yes.. Her Mom will wear a blue saree and her Dad will wear a kurta."

"And then??"

"We will decorate the Jazz with flowers. I will sit in it and Papa will drive."

Dadu, who by now had joined the conversation, wanted to join me in the Jazz.

"No.. You come in the Santro."

"But I want to come in the Jazz!!"

"No.. We will decorate the Santro with flowers too. You can come in it."

"Ok."

"Papa.. Let's go.. I want to get married..."

Papa didn't know what hit him.

"Papa... Now.."