Wedding Invitation

Priyanka is checking her email. She saw a message from her friend Anita.She found an attachment in that message which was Anita's wedding invitation card.

                             

             Dear All,

A Wedding is start of

togetherness..

Of walks in the rain, basking in

the sunshine, shared meals, and

sensing the love that a marriage

carries!

With God’s grace, and our parent’s

blessings, the day has come

when Sandeep & I are taking a step

forward to begin a wonderful

life together!

Please be there as we look into 

each other's eyes,hold hands and 

exchange vows to be there 

for each other forever

- Anita & Sandeep 

Priyanka was very happy for Anita and surprised too.So she decides to call Anita and congratulate her.
Phone rings.
'Hey Priyanka .. after a long time' 
'Hey Anita .. great news ! Congratulations ! You never told me you had a boyfriend... Good you're getting  married to someone you already know.'
'Boyfriend ? No, It's arranged marriage.' Anita corrected her.
Priyanka was shocked to hear that . 'What ?? What about all that everlasting crap then ?'
'It's a marriage invitation.What do you want me to say ?' said Anita puzzled.
'But but .. you can't send incorrect information on internet. Didn't you read 'Terms & Conditions' while signing up your email?. This is against law. Aren't you aware of the Section 66A of the Information Technology Act ? A girl was arrested in mumbai under this law just for posting some pics on facebook . Please do correct this  email ASAP and send again.' 

'Thank you Priya .. I'l never send misleading or incorrect information on internet again..', Anita hangs the phone in dilemma.

Later that day ...

Priyanka got new mail from Anita .

Dear All,You are invited to stuff yourself with free food, while i get married to the man my parents have chosen for me. He's from our own caste and gotra, because let's be fair, who wants to be honor killed by dad over this ?

In return for free food, and the chance of getting photographed with DSLR Cameras,please bring nice gifts. No flowers please, and if you're planning to gift an ironbox , food mixer or bedsheets ,then on the way to the venue,you can stuff them up your ass.

Please treat this email as a personal invitation from both of us.I didn't want to waste printed cards on college friends. I don't really expect, or want you to come . Goddamit, I have already tolerated you assholes for 4 years. I don't want to see your faces while i stand next to my unfamiliar husband with my face of golden metal, trying hard to smile through the congratulatory parade of strangers.

I'm emailing this to all my friends as an intimation of my marriage.So know now that I'm married and stopping hitting on me,pinging on facebook you miserable perverts.

Regards

- Anita

                            RSVP

Names of distant relatives 

who don't really mean anything

but whine if you ignore them.

Also that greasy uncle who used 

to touch me inappropriately.