The Wedding – In retrospect

This Sunday makes it exactly 3 weeks of me being married. And how does it feel? Don’t hate me for making this sound so easy, but it feels no different. Yes! I wasn't panicking then and absolutely cool as cucumber now. There were a few hitches in the beginning:  I was cooking my own food as I was unable to find a cook.  But that was a week ago, this week I found a cook and my cleaning lady ran away, but I managed to avert a catastrophe by asking the cook to help me through. Do you notice how domestic my talks have become? And how I have very efficiently taken upon the role of a good housewife? That said, this really does take away a lot of my TV, blog and random nonsense time J.

Anyway, as you can see I can really go on about my new found life, but I first want to get done with the event that happened 3 weeks ago!  So, in this and the next few posts in the series plan to focus on the entire event that was my marriage!

It is imperative that I first lay down the facts: I only went on leave only 3 days before my wedding functions started. My original plan was to take the Good Friday off and then attend the function Saturday onwards J.. It was only when one of my cabmates asked.. Are you taking a half day on your wedding day? And when my Boss advised me to take a few more days off that I altered the plan. It’s not that I’m a workaholic, it’s just that I didn’t know what to do with those days. As it is it was too few days to get the yet unfinished stuff done.  And now come to think of it, I can’t remember what I did on those extra leaves I took.  Oh yes, I know! My masi and sisters came a few days in advance so that was fun J

I won’t bore you with all the details of the wedding, let’s only focus on the emo part of the event shall we?

Ok first things first, if you have a lot of relatives in Delhi be prepared to late arrivals. It’s the same logic those who live closest to the office/school end up arriving the latest. But that’s alright as long as they all turn up (which they did, with gifts! Yay! J)

If you are not really a fan of Halwai cooked food, things are bound to get difficult for you. Because as you should have already guessed beloved mommy has other stuff to do besides taking care of your special dietary needs.

The actual wedding event is like a downward slide of a roller coaster, you spend so much time building up for that ultimate splash. Slowly inching towards the peak, you are excited to begin with but when the speed is so painstakingly slow you begin losing patience. And then when you are finally at the peak and ready for that ultimate adrenaline rush: Whoop! One long scream and it’s over before you even realize what happened. I’m not sure if I got the message right, but what I really want to say that it all happens in such a flash that you hardly get any time to reconcile. Having said that, even those very brief flashes of adrenaline rush is completely worth it!!

It also is a lot like being high (Don’t ask me how I know this) it’s like a movie playing where you by sudden stroke of luck jumped inside the screen and become the protagonist.  But then you were never told the script! There is so much activity happening around you, and you are just there.  Yes all cameras are on you and you are the star but still it feels unreal.

And you will NOT I repeat NOT get to enjoy any of the food that is served at the wedding, so if you really want to know what all was served at the wedding be mindful to ask the guests when they come to greet you “You had food?” When they reply affirmative, you promptly ask “What’s on the menu?” Trust me there is no other way you would know. Needless to say I didn’t get to eat the chaats and snacks at my wedding and by the time Bride and Groom are offered food after meeting everyone present at the wedding the hunger is long dead and you just peck at everything and then mourn over not having eaten enough food 3 weeks after the event.

If it’s a cross cultural wedding be prepared for a lot of awkward silences J How? As both parties have their own traditions and neither is aware of them. So while stuff is happening nobody wants to be the first one to accept ignorance and hence lots of awkward silences. But it has its pros as well, because the neither sides know what actually happens, you can get away with anything random saying it's your "Culture" not that I did something of that sort.. Just Saying.. Ans because it's a cross cultural wedding you (both bride and the groom) also get double the importance J as nobody wants to harm your sentiments (to be read as does not want to offend your culture)

Finally, no matter how much you are in love with the guy you are getting married to, leaving your home will never be easy.. (I miss my mommie :( ) Even though the entire day/night had been extremely busy and by the morning you are dead tired, it still takes away all the sleep. Even though I can almost hear my brother shout somewhere (in my old house :( ) "It's just Gurgaon" It's never going to be the same.. I went home only last week and it felt like forever, I was really in two minds to send Sid away and tell him the functions were fun.. but let's not get carried away.. See you tomorrow at the office, You know where the exit is J 

Coming back from that brief visit was when the realization actually dawn in, now I am on my own! And trust me that feeling is damn scary!! <Goosebumps>

As much as I would like to give you the next lot of description of the journey to Cal and back, let's just keep it for another blog post. For now let me catch some sleep, I've been doing a lot of household chores lately.. You know being married is not all fun and games ;)