Another Indian Marriage.


So we flew down to Bombay from Cochin on 1st of December. High on expectation and full of apprehension, why ?? Then your obviously not an indian. I remember mentioning somewhere, Indian marriages are complex affairs of rituals and sensitivities.. Most people are simply waiting to see things fall apart, while others are sitting puffed up with nasty high demands.. Its weird how long forgotten stories surface and people are waiting to punch eachother in verbal bouts with those trivial issues which should have been long burried …..But these times are used to get even with the other parties.  Its true no matter which corner of India you go to … Its always the same story.

I enjoyed  Muj’s marriage completly. I loved being a part of it rather than being a mere spectator.

Muj is my nephew but in reality he has been like a buddy to me. I have never let these boys address me as a phuphi (aunt) and I have always kept the channel of communication open between us.  The first time I saw Muj was in 1987, he must have been 6, maybe 7. He was the quite one between Zao and him. But he held a special place in my heart which only grew stronger when we used to spend time, playing hide n seek or other such games in 7Bunglows. During my intial stay in Dubai, these two were the best part of staying in Dubai. It was fun playing in the evenings or biking with them and oh those “story telling” nights !! Gosh how zao always pestered me for one more story…. to think of it, that those little guys are old enough to get married and now have their own kids. How time flies. Time is merciless yet time is the best healer.

Coming back from my flash back, the mehendi at the girls house in Bandra was followed by mehendi at our end in Mira Road the next day.  It was a gala affair with lots of fun, food, photographs and of course dj music.

The Nikkah was in Bandra and I felt elated being in a Barat full of dhols and dancing youngsters. It was a different feeling of joy and excietment.  Nikkah was pronounced by my best friend’s Dad, who met me for the first time. I had prayed for Izzat in this marriage and Allah swt has blessed it in abundance. Alhamduallah. Dinner was lovely too and I had my fill of gol gappas and chaat …

It was lovely meeting a host of old friends, relatives, neighbours and at the same time, making new friendships.

Muj’s hotel room decoration was shared by me and a cousin sister. It was fun and really had a blast doing the novetal room.  

Walima, which is the dinner hosted by the boys end, to announce his marriage was on 7th December.

The groom looks at the bride for the first time after the nikkah ceremony.

A whole lot of Bari's here.

happiness does not get better than this.... sam and I.

11 years of bliss and joy. Sam and I

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