This was the year my father's first brother got married and here are some of the guests at home - my maternal grandmother(sitting leaning against the wall), my third aunt on her left( looking so slim) and Kumudakka on her right(looking the way I always remember her). Next year this time my grandfather would be no more, my grandmother's big kunkuma would vanish forever and V would be born some days later.
As for this wedding, all I remember is the stack of colourful plastic tumblers.
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