so my friend sends us this kickass wedding invitation
it goes like this:
it goes like this:
My Wedding Invitation
Hello Everyone,
Here's my wedding invitation. Please don't look for an attachment because there isn't any. My able advertising friends failed to meet the deadline, so I'm relying on my written words to persuade you to attend my wedding or my reception.
My wedding is this Friday, 17th February, 2012. Please don't ask me why it isn't on 14th February.
The wedding is in my girl's hometown Bhilai. For those of you who just know where Zurich or Capetown is, I would like to inform you, it's a humble steel city in Chattisgarh. For those of you who don't know where Chattisgarh is, seriously, fuck off.
If Bhilai seems difficult for you to reach, here's another option.
Come for my reception. It's in Dehradun on Tuesday, 21st February, 2012.
Monday is a holiday, at least in north India. Depending on how much you love me, you can apply for a leave on Tuesday and Wednesday.So you'll have a full five-day weekend, where you can plan a trip to Auli (a skiing resort quite far from the Alps), or Rishikesh, or anywhere in the Himalayas. On your way back you can attend my reception.
So that's the deal. A friend's reception and nice holiday in the Himalayas.
Please don't feel bad if you can't make it because I won't feel that way either. We all have our job pressures and deadlines. Even I've missed quite a lot of close weddings for exactly the same reasons.
Even if you do come, don't expect it to be the grandest of affairs. My dad says splurging on weddings is for those who have black money. And in advertising there's little opportunity to earn it.
Let me add there won't be any booze either. Just get drunk on your way.
And if you do get drunk, let me assure you there won't be a cheap-ass 'Sharma DJ', but an authentic pahadi dhol to dance to.
Alright then, please consider attending my reception, and if you decide to come, wear your best clothes and make me feel proud.
That's all folks.
Abhishek Deshwal
Here's my wedding invitation. Please don't look for an attachment because there isn't any. My able advertising friends failed to meet the deadline, so I'm relying on my written words to persuade you to attend my wedding or my reception.
My wedding is this Friday, 17th February, 2012. Please don't ask me why it isn't on 14th February.
The wedding is in my girl's hometown Bhilai. For those of you who just know where Zurich or Capetown is, I would like to inform you, it's a humble steel city in Chattisgarh. For those of you who don't know where Chattisgarh is, seriously, fuck off.
If Bhilai seems difficult for you to reach, here's another option.
Come for my reception. It's in Dehradun on Tuesday, 21st February, 2012.
Monday is a holiday, at least in north India. Depending on how much you love me, you can apply for a leave on Tuesday and Wednesday.So you'll have a full five-day weekend, where you can plan a trip to Auli (a skiing resort quite far from the Alps), or Rishikesh, or anywhere in the Himalayas. On your way back you can attend my reception.
So that's the deal. A friend's reception and nice holiday in the Himalayas.
Please don't feel bad if you can't make it because I won't feel that way either. We all have our job pressures and deadlines. Even I've missed quite a lot of close weddings for exactly the same reasons.
Even if you do come, don't expect it to be the grandest of affairs. My dad says splurging on weddings is for those who have black money. And in advertising there's little opportunity to earn it.
Let me add there won't be any booze either. Just get drunk on your way.
And if you do get drunk, let me assure you there won't be a cheap-ass 'Sharma DJ', but an authentic pahadi dhol to dance to.
Alright then, please consider attending my reception, and if you decide to come, wear your best clothes and make me feel proud.
That's all folks.
Abhishek Deshwal
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