Throwing stuff at my sister

In my life I have thrown a range of stuff at my sister. Poked her with TV remote controls. Splashed wated on her face at selective occasions. May be, put chumki powder on her hair. But worst was yet to come.

The day my sister got married, a strange thing happened. They abruptly gave me a handful of puffed rice and insisted that I should throw it on my sister's face. I gave a look which said-

"Are you out of you freaking mind??? Does this seriously make sense to you??? Will this help in any way??? She is all dressed up. Wouldn't this mess up her hair?"

As I struggled to restrict the puffed rice within my palms, I glanced at my sister sitting surrounded by gallons of people, almost like sitting on a throne. She had no knowledge of what was about to happen. I had to inevitably throw it at her as I figured otherwise she couldn't get married.

Bottom line- marriage rituals are filled with abrupt and irrevelant sequence of events with no evident objective whatsoever. Unless you believe.

They just might randomly give you a leaf and uncooked rice and make you hold it for 5 minutes.

I like to think that the leaf I would be holding in my hand might somehow make amendments in my star and can influence due course of my future life. I refuse to distinguish the marriage rituals from regular acts of life judging one to be more abrupt than the other.

Also, it sounds like fun. Atleast I will have something to do.