Friday, March 8, 2024

Menu! Money! Many!

 On a WhatsApp group was posted a detailed menu offered at the venue of THE marriage. Yes, you guessed it right. At first, the menu was published 'just like that'. When someone on the group objected, it was argued that it was to expose the extravagance.

Well, I have two problems with such loose reporting. The first one of these is with the source. Whence all this information? What is the authenticity thereof, especially in the ChatGPT days? My second problem with such sanctimonious chest-beating is that these days, many college canteens have such dishes on their menu!

The entire society as such has walked down the primrose path of consumerism so much that many middle class upwards kinda families often enjoy such 'dishes'! Well, 'eat-out' is the culinary mantra these days, and fancier the eatery, the better! Who knows, there might be EMI's against a credit card for such splurges! Currently Charvaka's disciples are aplenty!

Oh, yes, in all honesty, I must say that I saw a YouTube video of the 'Wantara'. The bridegroom was the guide of the tour. The guest of honour was an extremely well-known TV personality. It was not all whole and sole PR either. There indeed was a committed creative state-of-the-art animal rescue centre. Sure it was CSR funded, and obviously many companies would have chipped in. 

My case rests there, Milord! A few nagging questions emerge/remain though. The publishing of the so-called menu, the ugly body-shaming, the sickest second-guessing of the bride's motives as if she had confidantes in most all Indians, what do such swipes indicate? 

A pathologically pathetic society with hardly hidden gloating of a virtue that does not exist? Self-righteous bombast is never near the truth, right? Envy and jealousy are indeed sick sins, right? Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the ugliest of them all, the rich splurge or the sick slurs? Indeed the whole scenario sucks!

Pratima@ When you point fingers at others, at least three point backwards!

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