The daughter of a guest was so happy to get the invitation, imagining the sweet pink dress she has that exactly matches the color of the invitation card. I ended up being the villain and harbinger of bad news, pointing out that only her dad and mom are invited. Bwa ha ha!
One guest was not ready to receive me when I visited, but what can she do as I was already inside the house? She received me a bit shyly at first in her tampi, towel wrapped around her body. She just had a shower. After a moment of animated discussion, she forgot her attire, and almost escorted me out of the yard when it was time for me to go.
A motorbike was available for me one time, and came with a driver. It was much more fun delivering the invitations this way. An invitation for an uncle was received by the son; for another uncle, I happily announced the invitation is for my wedding. My acting was so good they believed me.
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