Among the common sites during the wedding season in the country, which happens to be upon us once again, near the hotels and the wedding marquees, are rows of cars with drivers in them. They wait for hours, outside, and rarely are invited inside the halls. The food that they can smell from just a feet away is not a guarantee and becomes available only if the host is generous and is there is plenty leftover. In the summer wedding season, the same drivers are at the mercy of a scorching weather, while everyone else gets to be inside the air-conditioned rooms. To many of my friends and family, there is nothing unusual or problematic about this scene that plays out in hundreds of venues in dozens of cities every day all around the country. But let us think about it deeply. What if - for the sake of argument - we are the driver? Their parent or their sibling? Would we be OK with the fossilised stratification that exists? Every time I have asked a friend or a family member to do........

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