Antics of a Wedding Package
Recently, while strolling along the PD beach, relishing nature’s amazing gifts, the blue ocean, fresh air and the sound of its relentless waves, I thought, I saw an angel.
Elucidating this as either a sign from God or the tremendous rush of blood to the brain caused by the shifting sands and random pebbles kneading continuously underneath my bare feet, I continued to approach her.
This beauty in a white flowing gown, with a face glistening in a concoction of perspiration and melting cosmetics that was beginning to precipitate stood orphaned under the shade of a palm tree.
From a distance she resembled an angel on a stopover from heaven, taking a break on this uninhabited beach assured of total obscurity from God’s children.
As I approached her, she looked just like an imagined picture of God’s angel with wings clipped, just like a one from Baywatch, but retrofitted in a different wardrobe.
She told me that she was getting her pre-wedding photos taken and the rest from her entourage were comfortable in their tinted glassed air-conditioned vehicles with engines running.
She could not do the same, as it would wrinkle her dress like a crumpled ice cream cone and had to kill time by shadow dancing under the fickle palm shades until the sun was less angry
Trying to dodge a baking Sun while awaiting it to slam dunk into the horizon without a splash before any photo-shoot, clearly reflected the Sun, as the real star here pinged the philosopher in me.
This drama was part of a wedding package where you get millions of photos taken at places of your pick from a catalogue of choices all costing a bomb.
It is to document a display of opulence with pomp and glamour in a liaison labelled as a marriage between two people.
A life of living together and balancing a house of cards taking risks with customised borrowings trying to sustain their dreams to afford the unaffordable.
I was lucky enough to have witnessed this interesting photo shoot, to contemplate the fact about marriages being said to be made in heaven, and if that were indeed true, then BOY! There certainly is Hell to pay for on Earth. EDit.
Location: Port Dickson, Negri Sembilan, Malaysia