Winds of change

13th April 2008 . Splash of joy all over . DJ playing its career best and every single person in high spirit. The bride in her most beautiful composure smiling to every single gesture modulating waves of respite to her family for starting a new life . Groom Nitin looking like a knight standing out naive under the magnificent fire works ,for the first time to his very own bachelorhood apparently there to hitch hike his family hood which was just about to be born . I was standing there close with a handycam to record all their emotions and actions for this composition of mine :-) .

Panditji did what sounds interesting but actually a time taking process for getting two individuals bonded into of a relationship .My brother dealing with guests and arrangements . Bhabhi catching every phrase rattled off by panditji where it means that its a husband's duty to keep his wife happy, super happy and its more superlatives .She is very very cute and emotional.

And after a long long talk and walk of words popularly known as mantras the rituals were done and the couple were pronounced husband and wife. Yes, the time has come where the girl aged 25 has just born as a wife and crying like a baby . These tears for the first time i could say were truly real. Reality confining to fact that she has to leave her family behind . She cried and cried ..and no body wanted to stop her, neither any body did .The shehnai got into picture fulfilling the only gap left for the Widaai . Everyone was quiet . The only sound one could hear was of the shehani and engines of the convoy all set to take the new couple back home . Aunty was deep in tears and so was everybody.
Finally with little steps and loads of tears the bride hugged everyone close to her . The real emotional , tear driven motion picture could have been in the blog while the girl in red was throwing rice grains behind her signifying some funda of hindu marriage which I purposely missed.She boarded the car and within seconds the convoy was gone leaving the dust particles move up in the air to travel a distance and finally get settled down . And the shehnai has stopped . The two sources of sound have gone leaving behind darkness of pin dop silence under the sprawling and lavish banquet hall. I was expecting some talks but no one did speak a word for next 5 minutes . It was more painful than the time 5 minutes back when 50 of ladies were crying . Marking the print of the fact very hard that Shaifoo has gone . Gone to start her new life . But yes she was gone . Bhabhi and preeti were fine after shedding 1 ton of tears each. Aunty was strong and managed pretty well .