To me, these seem like leaves from a different tree—a rehearsal dinner for practice, a best man holding a ring, a wedding in a far place. But my life says a wedding is the whole village gathering, not a chosen few in a foreign land. When my nephew married in Goa, we pooled savings for months; the 'destination' was a worry of cost, not romance. I felt *shngain* thinking of my pension, yet *khublei* for the invite.
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