Through the eyes of Sunil

read part 1 The previous day, program started with prarthana (initial prayers..) followed by udida muhurtam where I have to grind the urad dal (black gram) using a hand mil made of stone. I believe this is to make the groom understand how difficult the family life would be! (You will be grinded like this after marriage, so this is just a promo of it.. someone commented!! :| Gulp!!). The worst part here was my attire. I had to wear a translucent white dhoti for the lower part, a piece of cloth to cover the upper part and one mundaas (turban). First of all, I don’t like being topless infront of so many people mainly coz I am not that built. It could easily give an expression for the onlookers to say I don’t have any nutritious food! Doesn’t mean that I don’t, but that is how I am! Plus, when I say I had to wear a transparent dhoti, you can imagine how difficult it will be if you don’t have white colored ****! (Remembered 2 States? :P It wasn’t that awkward in my case though) Anyway, I ma...

Prologue: My wife had this idea of writing about our wedding ceremony, the rituals etc. With due respect to her idea (you can find it here ) I am writing - my perception on what all happened. (She asked me so many times to come up with this post, so here I go…) Those who have read her post first may find this one not so interesting or less humorous. The post is very long… as always ;) So, they are in parts.. courtesy - google images When I was 13, attending a marriage function was the most boring things of all. Most of the wedding ceremonies of our relatives or family friends used to be in the halls situated in a walking distance from our school. So, I was expected to attend them that too wearing my school uniform during the lunch break. The problem is out of so many people who attend these functions, majority of them won’t be knowing who I am and may think that I have there for the sake of free food. I don’t blame them coz I will be in my school uniform and there used to be many kids ...