Having oodles of
fun, I have come to realize, is quite draining physically. I wonder why? Regardless,
I had a family wedding last week and now that the euphoria has died down, I can
barely keep myself from sleeping at the drop of a hat!
Indian weddings
are generally believed to be big and fat. They range from the lush opulence
seen at the uber-rich households to your neighbourhood marriage. While not all
of them spends seemingly endless pots of moolah, ala Karan Joharesque style of
movies, they undoubtedly are big and fat, religion, caste and financial status
notwithstanding.
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| Bollywood actor Vivek Oberoi at his big, fat wedding |
So, what makes
Indian wedding celebrations big and fat. Primarily the fact that they are a
celebration – of togetherness, love, promises and commitment. They are meant to
be shared with all the loved ones , from the immediate to extended families.
Of course, the
bright and new clothes along with the delightful spread of food makes the
occasion even more delicious. There are double entendres that you can get away
with as they make the bride and even the groom blush. There is endless and
silly posing for photos. And then there’s the dancing!
I, for one, love
the no holds barred dancing at family weddings. Who cares whether the steps are
in sync or not? Who cares that all the careful makeup is coming undone? It is
purely about jiving to the beat and screaming yourselves hoarse in sheer
abandonment. Last week, at the family wedding, we were so high on the music,
that the guests had turned their chairs towards the dance-floor, and watched
the madness there rather than the bride and groom!
But like I said
at the start, having fun is tiring business. So, this post is going to end
here.
Until next time,
ciao.
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