To Paraphrase The Bard...

(Note for feminists: Please read completely before burning my effigy or your ****.)


It is The Eve of The Century, the eve of the day everyone was waiting for. Little B (I still don't know what kind of "B" he is called) is going to get married the next day, and everybody, including the media (ok, especially the media) is going mad with the Abhiwariya stories. The marriage preparations are in their last stages, when Little B bursts into his father's room with a worried face. Before anybody can tell him that it is natural to feel worried before M-Day, he takes his father apart from others and imparts a shocking news.

"Mom wants me to change Aishwarya's name in the marriage tomorrow or you will have to change mom's name", he tells the surprised father-in-law-to-be. Puzzled on this last minute request, the whole family rushes to M-in-L-t-b's room. "I can understand the first part, what with the tradition and all", Big B booms, "but why do you want to change your name?"

"I don't want to be an odd-woman-out in the family full of AB's," sniffs dulhe ki maa.



- For I am The Great Eagle...


S.P. 1. This is the last time you will read about this piece on news on my blog, I promise.
2. This is the last time you will read the name "Abhiwa..." on my blog, except in a joke like this, I promise.
3. Please note that I have made no "last time" promises about bad jokes...