so, my friend Luca asks me in his inimitable Italian accent, "so, mahendraaaa, you goingg to walk around that firrre in your weddinngggaaa"

in keeping with my way of thinking less about the wedding and more about the marriage, a thought crossed my mind... the fire at the wedding is fine, what abt having to deal with my firey to be wife everyday? circumstances are going to make me a pyrotechnician!