PROUD FATHER OF THE BRIDE

Father of the Bride, they say. What a prestigious and honourable sounding title. A position that stands second only to the bride. If the bride feels like a princess, then a father ought to feel like a king. But he is a different type of a king who doesn't sit around doing nothing. He doesn't supervise, but works with his hands too. And right now he has too much of it not only on his hands, but on his head too. He is worried and hopes that all goes well. He has his speech ready although a little fine tuning is required. His tux is ready too, tried, pressed and hangs in the closet - the complete package. He is happy and nervous too. He has the honourable duty to walk the princess, his young playful child of yesteryear now turned into a bride, to the altar. The rehearal session in church turned out just fine and is now waiting for the final countdown. Lot of worries and concerns. Primarily, the bride has to be in the church on time. Hope there are no traffic snarls. Hope the weather is good. Hope everyone reaches the reception hall on time. Hope we don't forget anything, especially the 'Rings' or leave anyone behind! Reminders. Reminders and more reminders. Run through the reminders once again. Check out everything, twice.

Proud indeed. This Father of the Bride. A catchy title that sounds rich and honourable. Perhaps well deserved. To bask with pride and glory even if it means just for a day.