This time I have reached the height of laziness. I’ve been back from Delhi since over a week and I haven’t managed to get myself to write a post until now. Professional commitments have kept me busy but other than that, its just been plain laziness.
The three day trip to the capital city was worth every bit of time and effort I put in. Considering that the tailor didn’t have my clothes ready till the very last minute, I was well prepared to attend the blessed event in jeans and sneakers. The bride was called and duly informed of the possibility and she seemed quite alright with the idea. Her only concern was that she might have to turn up in jeans since her clothes weren’t ready either! For all the anxiety they caused, the garments did finally arrive and neither of us had to pull out our jeans. Though, to be honest, I would have loved wearing the jeans. The thick twill weave would have been much more effective in keeping the cold out. At the cost of sacrificing fashion at an event where everyone typically tries to outdo each other, you wouldn’t have heard me complain about sticking out like a sore thumb. In the end I took refuge in silks of various kinds. Not once did my nose turn red. I think I survived ok. 😉
The wedding was a beautiful event as were the ceremonies leading up to it. I just wish the phera were slotted a little earlier in the evening, that way I could have hung around till the very end. I liked the fact that it wasn’t an over-the-top kind of wedding. I don’t know about you, but I don’t quite understand those. If I attend an over-the-top wedding I always feel out of place. I prefer smaller affairs where you have the opportunity of actually interacting with the families, where the bride and the groom aren’t being drowned in a sea of people jostling to strategically align position themselves around them to get their pictures clicked and where you can meet the couple and exchange a few words without being under pressure to hurry it up because the line of guests waiting for their turn is getting longer by the minute. Some of you may not agree, but I think when it comes to weddings(and lots of other things in life too!), low key is the way to be. Having said that, I must mention that I do realize no matter how low key you try to make an Indian wedding, there is still a whole lot of planning and organizing that is required. Even when done on a smaller scale, it still is an elaborate event that requires a lot of effort on everyone’s part to put everything together.
I loved the atmosphere of happiness, excitement and high energy that surrounds the shaadi wala ghar. Happiness has a tendency to spread, to take in its fold everyone, to surround everyone. It has the capacity to get an unenthusiastic person like me to shake a leg. To get elderly arthritic aunties to dress up in their kanjivarams, brave the cold and actively participate in the singing and dancing. To get cousins to spontaneously create song and sing them on full volume. Celebration and the happiness that goes with it, sounds like a wonderful thing to me.
E and D, this post is for you. I am sure the best years of your life begin now- together.
PS: Just to clarify, do not expect me to shake a leg at your wedding. I may do it in a moment of insanity, but I don’t do a good job of it. Save yourself and me the embarrassment.(Crafty back me up here, would ya?)
PPS: Thanks for the winter fighting tips, Abha. They helped. 🙂