I always thought I was a logical person...clearly I am not

I usually avoid using photos of actual people on my blog because of that whole privacy issue of having a public blog read by random people in places like South Korea (Hi, would that one reader please introduce yourself? Yes, you. You fascinate me. Also, the reader from Luxembourg. I don't even know where that is. I so badly want to know you!). 

Same reason I don't use names. I mean, if someone put their mind to it, I'm sure they could piece together who I am, but names and photos just seems like asking for trouble. This is where I live! Here's my family's names along with what each person looks like! This is the password my mother taught me when I'd refuse to join her in the grocery store so that I'd know if she were really in there having a heart attack or someone were just trying to kidnap me from the car! 

I also like to pretend the absence of names and photos gives me some sort of plausible deniability should my in-laws ever find my blog. I mean, I'm sure there's some other American named Caroline from DC married to an Indian from Pune who spent the months of June and July there last year living with her in-laws and working at the very same non-profits I worked at and visited the very same places I visited at the exact same time. It is a small world after all.

Wow, I knew my reasons behind the photo/name thing were probably pretty ridiculous but now that it's written out...if you want to stop being friends with me, now is probably a perfectly logical time.

Anyway, all this to say that I have decided to do away with this whole photo nonsense. Well, maybe I still won't show photos of my unsuspecting friends, but I think I at least am fair game. This is particularly important for my next post (or series of posts, I haven't decided yet). 

I plan to tackle the topic of the literal big top circus that was my Indian wedding. And words just cannot do it justice.