Yeah, I kind of had a feeling I wasn't getting off that easy with just a court marriage. Shortly thereafter, my husband's parents brought up the idea of us having an Indian wedding. Since we were already legally married, it was really just going to be for show, but it seemed important to them and since they are such nice people and have always been supportive of our relationship and my husband's permanent move to the US, I couldn't really say no. I'd never been to or even seen an Indian wedding before. Hey, who knew, it might even be fun! All of the planning was to be taken care of (sweet!), and all I really had to do was pick out a few saris and just show up. Deal.
I really had no idea what I was getting in to. It turned out to be a 3 day event with thousands of people. What better way to celebrate your love than with 2,000 perfect strangers, right? Even better was when thousands of strangers keep handing you little envelopes full of cash- Ok, I liked that part! The ceremony itself was unlike anything I've ever experienced. We ate some stuff, lit some stuff on fire, were instructed to put this here, that there...and I noticed there was some money changing hands- both USD and Indian Rupees. I think I might have been sold for something like 10 bucks. I had no clue what was going on. There was a lot of chanting in Sanskrit (which I've heard can go on for hours at these things), and at some point my in-laws started shouting and throwing cash at the priest to get him to hurry it up. I guess they're not really wedding people either. At the end of it we made seven circles around a fire to symbolize being joined together for seven lifetimes. Nobody told me that's what I signed up for; I always thought marriage was 'til death do us part...well, I guess not in India!
As part of the 3 day
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!