G Writes

  Once upon a time in the lively city of Thiruvananthapuram, a family found themselves embroiled in the chaotic whirlwind of planning their daughter's wedding. Mrs. Shobha, the mother of the bride, was a self-proclaimed connoisseur of gold and expensive sarees. She always had a way of making everything about her love for luxury. One day, she dramatically exclaimed, "Oh, my dear husband, this wedding needs to be bigger and shinier than the sun itself! Let's make sure people need sunglasses to attend!" Uncle Ramesh, known for his knack for persuading others to spend more, chimed in, "Absolutely, brother! This is an occasion of a lifetime. Let's make sure the bride arrives in a chariot made of pure gold, pulled by unicorns. Nothing less will do!" His exaggerated suggestions always left everyone in splits, but somehow, they also seemed to inspire Mr. Achuthan As the family sat around a table, brainstorming wedding ideas, Uncle Ramesh enthusiastically propose