Fooa Bamoni Wedding Dance

If you knew you had only one hour left to live, and you had to make a choice between being happy or sad for the duration of those 60 minutes, which would you choose?

I think most people, if it really were a choice, would choose to be happy. I know I would.

That’s what this picture made me think about. Here, my uncle, Suresh Fooa, is dancing with my sister-in-law, Bamoni on November 13, 2010. Bamoni passed away on September 24, 2012.

That’s less than 24 months.
Or to be precise, 97 weeks and 2 days.
Or 681 days total.

What I like about this photo is that in typical Suresh Fooa form, my uncle is very much his jolly, carefree self, and as a result, I think Bamoni too felt free to experience sheer joy in what would have otherwise been a very controlled moment.

You see, the event at which they’re dancing is my wedding. Because Bamoni organized and hosted the entire event, and due to the natural customs, both cultural and familial, Bamoni was required to be gracious, composed, and measured at all times.

In this moment, though, she was finally able to exude something else: Silliness, and unbounded joy.

While there may be circumstances or times in our lives that may seem to call for something other than unbounded happiness or silly joy, could it be that even then, we’re still free to choose it?

This photo is a reminder to me: In the moments when we are sad, depressed, hard on ourselves or in a martyr mindset, we should remember that we have a choice.

And we may only get to exercise that choice for another 681 days.