Rohit's Wedding

This past weekend was my cousin Rohit's wedding in Arizona. It was a blast, seeing the family, playing some golf, sitting poolside, drinking beer and scotch, and dancing some serious bhangra.  What more can you ask for?

Well, it was also a bit tough. I was the last person to get married.  It felt like yesterday that we were celebrating my own marriage.  I mean, it was only two and a half years ago.  So, I felt pretty sad at times just seeing two people taking the same step that Shruti and I did back then.  The only difference is that I know Rohit and Purvi will make it all work, whereas it couldn't work for us.  And now, with the divorce, I'm now branded as the divorced guy, the guy who couldn't make it work, the guy who could have screwed it up.  That's the elephant in the room. 

Fortunately, the subject never came up, even in one on one conversations.  And while I don't mind talking about the subject in other situations, this weekend, I didn't want to do that at all.  The whole weekend was about Rohit and Purvi.  And I was happy to see that everything went well and that they enjoyed their time in the resort.  I'm truly happy for them.