If you are in any way Pakistan (by birth, origin, residence, or association), you will already know that Pakistan is a unique country. One of the most unique aspects of this nation is the fact that Pakistan enjoys not four but five seasons in the year: spring, summer, fall, winter, and the wedding season.
      Pakistanis celebrate the start of spring with Basant, the start of summer with mangos, the start of fall with back to school shopping, and the start of winter with a good laugh, but there is no official start to the wedding season. It makes an appearance several times a year, usually to coincide with winter and summer vacations when expatriates and students visit from abroad, the two weeks in April before the weather turns blisteringly hot, and the last two weeks before Ramadan and Muharram. The wedding season is known by several names, not all of which are polite: the mating season, the “let’s leave the country” season and the “if I have to go to one more wedding I’ll go nuts” season. But call it by any name you wish; the wedding season heralds a type of insanity that only Pakistanis seem to be able to contract, and one dose only gives you immunity until the next season comes along.
      The first victim to go down with wedding fever is PIA, whose flights suddenly become triple and quadruple booked, in order to accommodate all the wedding guests who fly in from out of town. Both international and domestic sectors face a massive overload as people try desperately to get a seat on a plane that can carry only three hundred people. Given that the average wedding involves at least fifteen hundred guests, and Next>