I do or We All Do?

The last time I wrote a blog was five years ago, when I was single, fat and jobless. After all this while, I am still jobless and fat, but not single anymore. I am married for 2 and half years now.  So yeah my today’s ramblings are going to be on marriage or to put it right the Indian (especially south) wedding scenario.

Anywhere in this world if there is one thing common about weddings, then it is the girl’s dream to make this once in a lifetime occasion (not really once for some people, but that's what we think initially) as special and beautiful as possible. Most of us have this dream of a fairy tale wedding.  But wait! Here's the reality reality check, wedding or for that matter marriages in India are not about two people, it’s about the entire clan of yours and your future hubby’s that involves amma, appa,mama, mamis, tatha, pati, chitti, chithappa, and the list can continue to the 1000 guests that are invited to your wedding. You and your partner need to act just like puppets in the show.  Be it at the mandap, where the pundit makes you do things and say mantras that you don’t even understand or at the reception, where you stand for hours greeting people you barely know and take pictures with a forced smile.

So, here's a warning: Be prepared and don’t let anyone except for your man to have a say in your wedding. Eventually it’s you and your man uniting and taking vows to be there for each other, not the entire the infinite number of people who are there to do nothing but dress-up and eat. Your relatives are mere spectators of the occasion and you can do without them, if required.

But, in my experience it’s easy said than done.

 (Views expressed are personal and not trying to impose anything on anybody!)