It's actually a title of a famous British film years back. I don't recall the story that well, but I remember it was a good film, in a Brit way, so to speak.
Recently I went to a wedding reception, the first one in years, really, in years. The last one before this one was a least six years ago. I didn't really want to go, but I decided to give it a go.
I prefer, it may sound weird, going to a funeral to a wedding. I think in the time of sorrow, it is good to pay my last visit and to cheer up those left behind. Also, funerals always remind me of impermanence. Sooner or later, it'll be my turn, or my loved ones'.
The wedding I went gave me new perception of how current receptions are like. It was something beyond my imagination -- in a good way, I mean. A lot more of performance from the newly wed couple than what I used to see. More multi-modal representation and it seems more money to throw away. Well, it's a once in a lifetime event to most people. Fair enough.
Anyway, I still prefer going to a funeral. At least the mystery of death interests me more than that of a couple life.
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