Friday, October 7, 2016

My Best Friend's Wedding

This post was long overdue. It's the one where I tell you how I got locked in the bathroom at my best friend's wedding. That's right. It really did happen. I'm not making it up. But before I go into that story, let me first tell you a little bit about my old school-time bestie.


That's Swati (the one in the front) and me, more than 16 years ago.

She seems like a serious, no-nonsense girl, but this is where you have to remember that "looks can be deceptive". She is the queen of leg-pulling. She knows all the markets in Kanpur better than the lines on her hand! (Shopping wasn't such a nightmare for me with her! Sigghhhh!) And she's probably the only person on Earth who's been able to handle me during my Capricorn "stubborn" phases. (She could make out when I was genuinely bothered about something and when I was just being irritating!)


What exactly are we doing in this pic? No idea. By the way, the SRK & Bobby behind us belong to my sister.

In her circles, she is well-known for walking into medicine shops to buy a loaf of bread!

And for sporting a bright-green contact-lens, in just one single eye (the other being normal), on Holi. And then smiling back at strangers who stare at her, believing they find her exceptionally beautiful that day!

And also for her messy cupboards, that I had to organize whenever I visited her. She once even called me up from Bangalore (after her marriage), when I lived in Patna, saying her cupboard was a mess, so I should come over! From Patna. To Bangalore. Just to organize the stuff in her cupboards.

I really wish though that she didn't stay so far away.


This was the day when her parents were out of town and we had an all-girls' slumber party at her place.

Anyway, her wedding was naturally a big deal for me. Best friend's weddings usually are, for most people. I had to help her with the shopping and the gift packing, and all kinds of miscellaneous wedding chores, you know. So I was the first one to arrive at her place, days before the wedding. And that's when the "catastrophe" happened.

The bedrooms were all on the upper floor, while the living area and the kitchen were downstairs. The dreaded bathroom (where I got locked) was on the upper floor, and had two doors - one from the bedroom, and one from the passage outside, that led to the stairs.

Anyone familiar with a typical North-Indian wedding will know of the custom where all the wedding gifts, lavishly packed on Styrofoam sheets, are displayed to visiting relatives. That bedroom was being used for that purpose. So it was kept locked when Swati's parents were not in it. The bathroom door from that room was also locked. We were told to use the other door to get in and out of the bathroom.

Somebody apparently forgot these instructions though!

One fine morning, there I was, having a shower in that bathroom. When I was done with my shower, I realized, to my utter dismay, that the door wouldn't open. The other door was obviously still locked from the outside. I did what most people do when they get locked in the bathroom. I shouted. And I banged on the door. But here's the worst part... there was nobody else on that floor that time who could hear my shouts! They were all enjoying the delicious calorie-rich wedding-breakfast downstairs!

I have no idea how long I had to wait in that stupid bathroom before I heard footsteps on the stairs. Somebody was coming up. I resumed my shouting and banging. Finally, they let me out! Uffffffff!

Needless to say, I was the biggest joke of the day!

"Kaddu, you got locked in the bathroom today!!! [Guffaws]"
"Kaddu, how did you get locked in the bathroom today? [Giggles]"
"Kaddu, who the hell locked you in the bathroom today? [Chuckles]"


Swati and me, days before her wedding.

Sigghhhhh! One of my life's biggest bragging rights... "I got locked in the bathroom at my best friend's wedding"!

No really! How many people in the world can boast about that?

What about you? Do you have any such crazy stories with your besties?

If you do, then now is the perfect time to share them, because ZEE TV is bringing a new fun-filled chat show, called 'Yaaron Ki Baraat', that will put celebrity friendships to test through a series of fun challenges and tasks. I wonder which celebrities are going to participate in the show. It will surely be a riot of entertainment and fun. Best friends on national TV! I am totally looking forward to the first episode on 8th October (that's tomorrow) at 8pm.

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18 comments:

Reema D'souza said...

Hahahaha! Poor you! It must have been difficult no? But now you have a story to share :)

Chicky Kadambari said...

Not difficult, Reema... just annoying... and embarassing

Debbie D. said...

That is a funny story, but I'm sure it wasn't so hilarious at the time. Sounds like you have a wonderful relationship with your friend.

Chicky Kadambari said...

Hi Debbie! Well, it was hilarious for the rest of them, although I was quite pissed off! Luckily, there was plenty of breakfast still left when I came down. As for my friend, she reads this post on Facebook and comments that her cupboards are still waiting for me. :|

Shailaja Vishwanath said...

Aww this actually made for a very fun read but I can imagine it must have been anything but that! The photos are lovely. I love the sepia-tinged ones that tell us of simpler times. What beautiful smiles you both have. God bless your friendship :)

tulika singh said...

Ha ha ha.. this was funny. What a memory. Loved the pictures. What a special relationship you two have! She called you to sort her cupboard - that had me laughing.

Chicky Kadambari said...

Thanks Shailaja. :)
Yes, these were old pics from my photo album.

Chicky Kadambari said...

Tulika, she still calls me to do that! Sighhhhhh.

Abhiroop Banerjee said...

Lovely post, DJ! What a splendid friendship! Real fun pictures, too. I'm sure there are many other stories involving the two of you. I'd sure like to hear more!

Chicky Kadambari said...

OB! How come we don't have any pics together? You need to come to Jaipur.

Abhiroop Banerjee said...

Actually Arun uncle did take a picture of us the last time I came over. Do you still have it?

Chicky Kadambari said...

Did he? I don't remember. Neither does he.
I do remember that you brought your camera. Usse li thi kya? Because I can't find it in my photographs folder.

Abhiroop Banerjee said...

Yes! It was taken with my camera. I wonder what happened to it. I do still have a picture of your ancient aaloo-jhol kadhai though!

Chicky Kadambari said...

Hahaha! You took a pic of the kadhai? :))
Dhoondo dhoondo. See if you can find it.

Purba said...

You two are lucky to have each other :-)

Chicky Kadambari said...

Thanks Purba. Sure feels that way! :)

Shilpa Garg said...

Hahaha! We can laugh about it now, but I understand how it must be for you being locked in the bathroom! :D

Chicky Kadambari said...

@Shilpa - Well I was a bit worried about not having any breakfast left by the time they got me out. But other than that, I was okay. It was a big and spacious bathroom, with a dry stool, where I could sit and wait.

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