Spurned women and distinguished tandoori chefs agree: It’s so hard to find a good clay pot these days. When you do, you best get that piece of ceramic to the altar:
An Indian bride was married off to a pot by her relatives after her groom failed to turn up for the ceremony. Savita took her vows with a clay pot when her fiance Chaman Singh, an officer with the Indo Tibetan Border Police, reportedly got stranded on the border because of heavy snowfall, reports newspaper Deccan Herald. [Ananova]
The newlyweds honeymooned at a local Williams & Sonoma, while Singh vowed to never again date women from the nearby insane asylum.
Ananova: Woman marries clay pot
Ananova is a reliable source of bullshit.
I wonder how their wedding night would be. Who would get into whom?
If you think that this woman “married” the clay pot on her own will, I have a bridge in Brooklyn to sell. Question why were her parents so anxious to “palm her off” that even a clay pot “son-in-law” is acceptable rather than wait for a brave soldier to return home?? Try to understand the societal presuures that this girl was under. Try to imagine the ridicule the parents have set up this young woman. How can you help, should be the question.
PSU, you are getting ahead of yourself! It’s not like the claypot is her husband. It’s just that the claypot was present instead of her groom – marriage by proxy if you will.
I am sure if they could get a net connection somewhere, they would’ve kept a monitor instead of the claypot and the groom would be found grinning at his bride through a grainy web-cam stream 😉
What about wedding gifts? Would it be inappropriate to give kitchenware to the couple? Would that be like trying to fix up a bride with another man at her own wedding?
That’s so cracked. I’m getting a glazed look– this is throwing me– the husband, even with feet of clay, is not a potted plant.
awww, mv…you had me in pun by punjabi-induced bliss ’til your last one. the plant. oy. 😉
Well, the if the pot can provide for her, treat her right and not come home too late from poker night, they might have a shot. Didn’t Kumar have a successful relationship with a pot of sorts?
The pot left him out of sorts and he ended up a weed whacker.
Damn apple, there is hope for you yet…