Some time back I blogged about my best friend aka Pink (hereinafter the bride) getting married. You can read the post here.
I was very excited and looking forward to attending her marriage from over two months. But, now when I look back the 3 days with her passed in a blur. I didn’t even realise and it was time for me to board the train again, this time however leaving her back.
I never knew that the wedding would be so much fun. I have enjoyed my cousins marriage before, but Pink’s marriage was far more enjoyable. I left from Bhopal for my hometown on 22nd after getting done with my exams. Next day, in the wee hours of the morning, I reached the railway station to board the train with Pink and her family for Jodhpur. We were 170 people, with everybody either eating, laughing, sleeping or running behind kids during the entire journey. We reached Jodhpur on the night of 23rd and went to our respective rooms to freshen up. I was sharing the room with three of her college friends.
The resort was a wonderful and cool place. It was adjacent to lake Kailana and is designed like a palace. The corridors were beautiful and the view from the bride’s room was magnificent. After changing and freshening up, all the friends and cousins of the bride got in our room and made a plan to get the groom in with us too. Two of the friends went up to the floor where her in-laws were staying and got back with the groom. The smile on the bride’s face was so pretty on seeing her soon to be hubby, I was awestruck for a second. She was at first hesitant and shy to sit next to him. On the pretext of clicking pictures, I made her sit next to the groom.
After a whole lot of stupid and double meaning jokes, everybody departed to call it a night. However, five of us, me, Pink and three of her friends stayed up all night and talked about everything from how her first night is going to be to our old school and college days.
Next day in the morning, I got dressed at around 7:30 and went looking for the bride in her suite. She was getting ready for her pitthi (haldi ceremony) and wore a pretty yellow and pink saree. One of her friends and I did her hair and make up and clicked her pictures as we knew that after the ceremony starts we won’t get hold of her.
The ceremony started with the bride’s mother doing the honours. One by one women surrounded her and put haldi on her face starting with her feet first, then knees, then shoulders, next forehead and then face. This sequence is supposed to be followed by every person putting the haldi with crossed hands. I was the last one to do the same as I wanted to play more of holi and didn’t really care about the old ladies staring at me for doing the same. After the ceremony got over, I clicked some more of her haldi clad face pictures and she went to take a bath.
The next ceremony after pitthi was dora palada (where the in-laws give you stuff for you to wear on the wedding day and other paraphernalia). She changed into a new blue and yellow heavy saree and again one of her friends and I did her make up and hair. She was supposed to sit in between all the ladies on the in-laws side and they laid out the gifts beautifully packed in front of her. Her wedding lehanga came in a beautifully wrapped doll sitting in a doli. She bought her reception outfit from Zari, Jaipur. After, receiving gifts from her in-laws side she got in her room with us as frantically removed her jewellery as we were late by 2 hours for the parlor visit to deck up for sangeet. She ran down three floors with a saree so loosely worn I felt it would come down anytime. I was running behind her in heels carrying her stuff and trying to keep pace with her.
She was terribly tensed that the parlor lady will take a revenge on her by doing a terrible make up since she was so late. I couldn’t help but smile at her innocent looks when she said she wants to look her best on these two days. I told her she won’t have to compromise on anything. I will talk to the parlor lady. After we reached the parlor, I helped her change and she sat down for getting her hair and make up done. By the time, she was ready I too have changed in a white and dark purple colored silk lehanga. The bride looked amazingly pretty. She wore a pink and orange gota patti lehanga which she bought from Delhi.
We reached the resort on time and the groom and the bride walked together to the place where the sangeet ceremony was organised. Both the families performed on so many songs and everybody from the age of 6 to 60 danced. The bride danced on Kailash Kher’s Coke Studio piya ghar and Baalika Vadhu’s mahre hiwada. In the end we again got some pictures clicked and sat down for dinner with the bride and the groom. The groom became the victim of salty fruit cream and was made to gulp down the entire bowl without water. I was glad Pink was the bride.
The next day there were no functions from the bride side, but she was supposed to sit with the groom in his mayara (where the groom’s uncle gives him gifts). The bride wore a yellow poshak (the traditional wear of the Rajput women in Rajasthan) and was looking absolutely stunning. The sitting area for lunch on the morning of the Reception is specially designed for the guests to sit and have their food instead of the regular buffet. The bride and groom also sit in the same area and have lunch together. If you have ever been to Rajasthan or even those Nakhrali dhani places in your city, you would definitely know how much you are made to eat by the hosts. In traditional language it is called Manwaar karna.
I finished having my lunch, and ran to the bride’s room to take out her wedding lehanga and jewellery so that we can leave for parlor as soon as she is done with the lunch. After lunch, she again came running to the room, threw open her jewellery, panicking at the thought of not getting ready on time as her phere were scheduled at 5 PM and it was already 3:30 and we haven’t even left for the parlor. We were in such a hurry that there was no time for me to pick my dress for the evening to change at the parlor and thus, after a lot of hushing and running we sat in the car and left for the parlor.
There she changed into her wedding outfit and sat down for make up and hair. I, in the meantime had nothing to do. So, I stared blankly and curiously at every other bride in the room taking out mental notes what kind of dresses we would be buying for Gappa’s wedding and what we should strictly not do. I also learnt that if you are the bride, then you should beforehand decide on how you want your hair to be done instead of leaving it on the parlor women. Anyways, so after staring at everybody in the room for an hour or so, I got up and started taking pictures of the bride in progress. In between staring and taking pictures and talking to her, I was continuously receiving calls from the bride’s father, brother, brother-in-law and I-don’t-know-who to get back as soon as possible because we were already late by an hour for the phere and the groom has reached with the baraat of course. I asked the parlor female to hurry up and after the bride was ready, I dialed everybody’s number to send a car for the bride for 20 minutes and nobody was ready to do the same. Apparently, everybody just got busy and decided to proceed with the wedding without the bride. After a lot of dialing, scolding and shouting, a car was sent and we reached the resort at around 7:15. Only 15 minutes were left for the mohrat to end. Anyways, she was taken to the mandap and I ran towards my room to get ready.
One of the bride’s friends helped me get ready as fast as I can. I reached the mandap by 8:00 and more than half of the rituals were already done with. I wanted to click pictures from a very close angle, but couldn’t do so because all the four sides of the mandap were surrounded by people. I somehow managed to click a few. After everything was done, the bride and groom were taken back to their rooms and were brought back after 10 minutes or so after which they ascended their throne on the stage. The friends on the other hand, started exploring the food section. All of us sat down on a table, and ordered everything our dear bride had on the menu for her wedding. We ate like hippos and also laughed like them, for I remember people staring at us with disgusted eyes.
After the crowd was clear and only family members were left, we went onto the stage to get group pictures clicked. After the bride-groom lone photoshoot, they got down and proceeded for dinner. The best part was that after every function, she could sit down with us and have fun. People generally say that one does not get time to enjoy one’s own wedding. This was not at all true for Pink. She had lots and lots of fun, got time to sit down with friends and even got sloshed the night before the wedding to her heart’s content. And the most amazing part was that even the groom was with us 🙂
After the dinner, we all changed into comfy clothes and sat down in a room with the bride and the groom joining us, remembering everybody and everything we all have come across together as friends. Everybody was glad that they attended the wedding for who knows after this we all will be able to meet or not. The vidaai was scheduled at 4 in the morning. Nobody realised and it was 4AM. The bride got up to go to her room and change. We also packed our stuff as everybody was supposed to leave for the railway station at 5. She cried and made us cry as well 😦
However, these were memories worth a lifetime. Witnessing your best friend getting married made me realize that we are reaching the age where we don’t know what lies ahead of us, the future is totally and absolutely unpredictable. After school, we knew we will be going to college. During college, we knew we want to go for a job or anything else. But, what after we get what all we have planned for? I guess this age which we are living now, is the scariest of all.
I hope Pink enjoys her married life as much as she believes in enjoying everything that comes her way. I wish her all the happiness in the world, everything that god can afford and everything she desires 🙂