Right outside my window is a loud speaker. The loud speaker is connected to a music player of some sort. The music player is inside a canopy (shamyani). Someone is getting married in my neighborhood. It's 9:50 pm, and they've started test playing the player now. The speaker sure is loud. There is no one but a few kids in the canopy. I'm sure people would start arriving for the ceremony of "hina" after 11 pm. I'm an early sleeper and early waker, so its sleeplessness tonight. It's not my fault that she is getting married. Nor is it that of the other human inhabitants of the neighborhood. Some of them would be ill. But even though I can't hear them say it, the bride's family is saying "To hell with you all." to us all. Well, actually, they're saying something much more nasty than that, but I cant post verbal abuses on this blog. See, I wasnt kidding when I said there should be a ban on loud speakers in residential areas.
I'm sure the bride is only about to be taken to the beautician now and the celebrations will continue way past midnight. If it wouldnt mean that I would be sleeping without a fan, I would wish there were a power breakdown. But even then, I am sure they wouldnt spare us and would fire up their power generator.
When you do something good, base it on solid and good foundations. Starting something good (such as married life) by subjecting dozens of people to unrest?
When I get married, I'll specifically arrange for a voice over IP link all the way down from the city where I get married to Karachi in my street and have the loudest available speakers bang the shit out of my soon to be ex-neighbors. Revenge! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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