Since, the main marriage ceremony is to be held in Delhi, we threw a lunch function for the people of the town. We, of course, had invited everyone, the relatives, friends and acquaintances. The rationale behind the function was to treat people who might not be able to make up till Delhi to attend the marriage.
The function had to start with a Sundarkand Paath followed by grand lunch (with Dj of course!) The paath had to commence at nine o’ clock in the morning. However, since a few relatives stayed back on the night prior, we slept around four in the morning and therefore, got up late. Though my parents were up on time and were all ready, we, the Bhateja sisters, were a little drowsy and lazy. It wasn’t truly laziness, lethargy is the word! More so, I had been on my feet the entire night to serve dinner and change the music for the kids. I don’t know how I managed to put the nail paint in the middle of everything. Nevertheless, we were all dolled up by ten o’ clock, my sister towards a little more glamorous side, obviously. We reached the hotel by 10.30 A.M. Okay, so just to clear out the confusion, pooja and lunch both were held at the hotel. The pooja/paath was scheduled from nine to twelve and post that the lunch was supposed to happen.
Now, since the paath started an hour late, we had presumed it would wind up an hour later, which didn’t happen as it continued till 2 P.M. Here’s the funny part, though, we had invited everyone for the paath and lunch (clearly mentioned on the wedding card, supported by my father’s personal calls to almost each one of the relatives), no one, apart from our family members showed up before one o’ clock. So, to infer, most of them had planned to just have lunch, as they must have calculated that even if the paath gets prolonged, they still are going late by an hour. These are elders, I’m talking about! Anyway! God, on the other hand, was smarter 😉 and therefore, almost everyone was present during the aarti.
The Beautiful and Emotional Part
Just before the aarti, panditji asked me to distribute rose petals to everyone and announced that no one will shower them before the aarti. Once the aarti got over, he asked everyone to settle down and said, “The to-be-bride is sitting here, and on behalf of her, I want to apologize everyone for the mistakes she has ever committed, forgive her and shower your blessings on her for a successful married life.”
Everyone came towards her and sprinkled the rose petals and in that moment she personified glory for me. She was surrounded with rose petals, one of the most beautiful sights ever! My sister was one pristine sight! Dressed in a light green gown adorned with silver stones, she dazzled with the rose petals, literally encircling her. And such blessings made us cry, however, I was the only one who didn’t break down but as I turned and saw my Dad, Mom and sister shed tears, I couldn’t hold back mine. We experienced bliss 🙂
Post that we moved over for lunch, which was arranged in another hall. I felt mature as I asked everyone if they had lunch or if they needed anything and that they have to be there on the wedding. With folded hands, I bid everyone goodbye and conveyed my thankfulness for coming. The food was amazing as everyone mentioned and the Dj was fun too. We had kept the function in Hotel Deep Residency again, as in the case of her Roka. Everything turned out beautiful and perfect 🙂
We are leaving for Delhi tomorrow, where we have Shagan and Marriage! Bags packed! Sleepless night! Bhateja Sahab ki Shadi!
Stay tuned for Bhateja Sister’s Marriage Diaries!