Once there was a wedding party that I was attending. There in our customs there is made sit the elders on the upper side of the room and then others by the degree of dignity and elderly age in a row untill food is served. Then the meal is first served to the elder most and then served to each by order and number upto the end. Then at the end the elder one makes a glance as if some one might have not got his his share properly, if so he offers and gives a piece from that of his own or from some other.

Now was this wedding party arranged in the city. There were sitting people mostly from the high class most of them wearing English three piece suits or at least some were in two pieces. Every nation that wears a dress belonging to their own suits in the dress most and if people wear dresses of others, look awkward. Similarly, there was the bulk waiting for meal that was decorated there on tables in pots and trays. Then suddenly they got the signal of invitition to eat. All rushed toward the tables and I being tied to the human, cultural and social behaviour waited to have it calmly and in content. The mass was snatching, pulling and putting from the trays with their neckties hanging and waving and their mouths constantly telling something with no one to hear. they, in this action were pushing and shunting each other just like hungry animals. It was just like a terrible and sad experience to me and I was waiting for their struggle to finish. Then they all calmed down and what there was left was some oily vegetable curry and a bony particle of chicken.

Then I did eat something there but made up my mind that I shall in future try my best to avoid such occasions and if I be accidently there shall compete with these civilised predators