My Sister's Wedding

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Coming back to where I was, we were told to check the Baraat’s assembling point, whether

people there were being served properly. But rather what happened was completely opposite. Soon

after we reached the assembling point, one of the incharges there started bringing snacks for us on

trays himself. He kept his point saying You people as organisers wont get any time to really Eat. He

requested us to simply Taste all items. Ofcourse we could Eat any of them if we liked, but there were

just Toooo many to even think like that.

No more than 15 minutes after we returned back to main pandal, the baraat was already at the entrance. All us brothers went out to get the groom off his ghodi and onto the stage, with the Dholis rocking their beats, the DJ playing his own music for groom and two girls showering rose petals on the grooms path to stage. The groom himself stood inside a fancy dome and carvings kinda enclosure which moved behind him all the way to the main stage.

While a pooja continued on the stage, I had ample lot of time to meet my new friends – the beautiful American couple dressed in an Indian flavour. I helped enhance the flavour by getting the male counterpart to tie a pagadi. Unfortunately for me, I had to rush after setting them up at photo studio, after which he removed his pagadi and I couldn’t click a pic L

Oh.. Have I Missed that part, regarding the Photo Studio?? Actually, a photo studio kinda setup was kept at the marriage venue, with a background, the flash umbrellas and stuff, where guests could get a family picture clicked. The photos were transferred to a computer kept there, for you to choose your best picture from amongst the multiples clicked. They were printed and put in a nice frame and given back to you.

I saw their picture after they got it finalized, and it was simply beautiful.

Oh, I got a pic of mine too. And, even though I got lots of compliments And “Comments” (regarding the picture being for matrimonial purpose, which I am still getting to hear or read), I simply Hate it – as usual. Dam, I am sooooo Non-Photogenic ;)

Was called upon by cousins to accompany the new bride – my sister, in room where she waited till we had to take her on the stage. The moment arrived soon and we took her outside, with all cousins and cameras waiting. She walked alongside all sisters and bhabhis, while we brothers held a sort of fancy wood carved thingie over them.

Gosh, and I ve got to be honest here. With those photographers taking all the time in the world to click their share of photos not allowing us to walk further towards the stage, my hands and shoulders were literally torn apart, keeping them in the upward position. But anyhow, the pain didn’t really bother me That much as it might otherwise would have.

Now was the time for the Var-Mala and me and one of my younger cousin sisters accompanied the couple, as did some other people from the groom’s family.

As I already mentioned before, the event organizer’s inexperience played bad for us and his fireworks and rose shower didn’t do the amazing job that was expected of it.  Anyways, that didn’t stop this from being an amazing moment..Simple and Elegant!!

Denying all requests from photographers, the couple was taken for the Phere. The aim had always been to finish with all ceremonies well in time, rather than doing it in the odd of the night. And so it happened. The pooja with the groom started soon after that, followed by the bride joining the pooja and all the traditional offerings being made by whosoever required.

And then were called bride’s brothers for Phere. We were now to stand on the corners of the mandap and assist the couple (mainly our sister) during the Saat-Phere, gently holding their arms till the next person holds it. And so we did.

All the wedding rituals were now done with and the couple was officially Married. Now was the time for photographs, both of the couple and with the couple. And for us, it was time to Eat something – again.

Oh, and all this while, I was in regular interaction with my new friends, trying to be a good host, though I know I am a very bad one L

Met my younger sister’s friends – just two of them actually. Had already met one of the 2, the previous night at sangeet ceremony. And to my surprise, she actually recognized me ;)

Anyways, after a small interaction, I left them and went off to remove my pagadi, finally. Oh, and that’s when I received a confusing compliment by my sister, who told me “Why did you take it off, All the girls who had yet not mustered up courage to come to you, would Pounce on you”. I swear it took some minutes for that to make sense to me. But, ultimately it was a compliment. Or so I think J

My younger sister had given me an envelope of money she got from groom’s side for some ritual she performed, to return to her later, along with a rose being given to guests at the entrance. Even though I had plans to party with the money, I did otherwise and gave it to her mum. Oh, and the flower was given out too. To her own friend that I had met last night and now again today, all this done with utter sincerity and apologies to the other friend I met just now. First Come First Served, you see ;)

After a round of photos with the couple and my cousins friends together, I felt like an oldie with those kids and was back with my new friends. Oh and I pulled them all the way to the stage for congratulating the couple and getting a photo clicked with them. And again, someone called me just as I was about to hop on the stage with them.

The Groom's Entry inside the fancy dome thingie

The Rose Girls

The Photo Studio Setup

(Another cousin sister n her husband)

One of my Nephews with the Pagadi on

That's my so-called Matrimonial Pic. Interested?? ;)

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