The celebrations of life

As I bussed into Maleka passed the St Francis Catholic Church - a funeral was in progress and typical hearse parked out front. A few days later walking into town and reached the church as a wedding was in progress. Went and sat in a back pew. terribly tedious after they said I do, the priest talked on and on and on and guests arrived late so they like me at the back of the church were going in and out of consciousness with the heat and the fact his microphoned voice didnt carry except intermittently. The bride and groom sat on chairs at centre front the whole time. I gave up and walked on into town. But not before enjoying the colourful floral garlands around the neck of the Jesus statue. Obviously all religions in harmony in Maleka.