Maami lost in Chennai - Part II

So began the preparations for the mega-event called Marriage to be held on the auspicious day of 15th Dec. Right from the purchase of sarees and blouse material for relatives to buying jewellery for the bride, the girl's mother wanted to get completely involved in everything (to the extent of overstraining herself and falling sick!). Even I accompanied her in her shopping spree on some occasions and was amazed to see her expertise and bargaining skills put to use for buying good quality stuff at a cheaper rate. And I must say that it requires lot of patience to roam around in the market to see what all choices are available before you make the final purchase decision. I thoroughly enjoyed this experience and at the same time felt at ease to realize that I wasn't the bride! In the jewellery shop, I couldn't differentiate between earrings and 'metti' (toe-ring, also called 'bichua' in hindi). My cousin was disinterested most of the times in what was going around and let others know her opinion on things only when asked specifically. This looked a bit weird. I thought I won't be like this when I would be in her place (whenever I would be!). As I would be the cynosure and the focal point at that point in time, I would like to give my opinion on everything (as far as possible). And why shouldn't I? After all, all this is happening for me and my groom. So why can't we have a say in it? Actually she was lost in her own world. These days mostly she is busy with her mobile phone. It is very interesting to observe the love story evolve over a period of time. How a person has his role changed in your life, from a stranger to a casual friend, then a dear friend, gradually a lover and then a husband.
Anyway, I have other things to worry about now. I have to wear a saree again on the marriage function. The reason I say again is because I wore a saree on the engagement function also (Imagine!). In fact I was forced to wear a saree by my cousin, inspite of my best efforts to convince her that it would be quite problematic for me and I won't be able to enjoy the delicious food properly (the in-skirt has to be tied really tight!). The food menu has been decided by the girl's father with the aim to make it a bit creative and different from the usual 'kalyana saapaadu' (food offered in marriage functions).
I am really looking forward to participate in this ceremony, marking the union of two individuals and two families. My entire family would come together to bless the couple. Hope everything goes on well to make it a grand success.

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