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Marriage Diaries Chapter III – Shagan Night

Just a night prior to the morning we had to leave was Mehndi, implying we had a fun and tiresome night. With all our family members coming together, dancing and drowning in the joys of marriage, there I was, strangled in the melodramatic thoughts of her leaving me and opting for a new roommate (her husband). Nevertheless, I felt emotional and excited, all at once.

We wrapped up the function by midnight; however, since we had to leave for Delhi at five in the morning, we planned to clean the house as the floor marble seemed to be engraved with Mehndi. Ahh! I, mom and my first cousin managed to clean the house and by one we were all set to doze a little. But of course, decorated with the divine designs of henna, my sister could barely understand how to place her body in a resting mode. The mehndi boy had directed to remove henna after two and so I, with eyes almost shutting and mind transplanting itself to hibernation mode, chose to give her company till the divinity crafted on her hand exemplified the love of her husband.

April 13th, 2017 6 A.M.
Mom: Wake up, we are late. It’s seven already.

Me: Eyes wide open, body half unconscious… Staring at my mom trying to understand what’s going on. *Epiphany hits*. We have to leave for Delhi. It’s her Shagan function today.

Blanket thrown aside, on my feet to rush to the washroom, looked at the wall clock five minutes to six it displayed. **Mom will be Mom**

We had booked one traveler and two cars, everyone seemed to get ready by seven and the house was not at all hushed up.

“Start moving the bags outside the house, we need to keep them in the traveler”, said elder cousin.

“On it bhaiya” I said.

My lane is a bit narrow, cars can come inside but traveler would find it difficult to make an about turn or even reverse for that matter. So, we were all making rounds dragging the bags, some lifting them and others with sweets boxes and if at all there’s a doubt about how many bags did we have approximately thirty-five.

Also Read: Marriage Diaries Chapter II – Beautiful & Emotional

April 13th, 2017 7:30 A.M.

Mom to Dad: “We have to reach today, not after the function”

Dad said nothing and sped up his chores.

April 13th, 2017 7:45 A.M.

We were all in our respective seats, some in the traveler, some settled in the cars, we left for Delhi Cantt. The journey had been smooth and a little sleepy as we were all tired and had to stay up the entire night almost. And for the next two nights, things seemed no different.

**Marriages are serious ceremonies. We invest our time, energy, money and most importantly, our emotions in a two-day affair, in Punjabis stretched and made into a five- day extravagant affair.**

April 13th, 2017 3:00 P.M.

We reached the destination, Chief Engineers Mess, Delhi Cantt. We had our lunch and started settling into the rooms. We had booked 10 rooms in the officer’s residence and since they were given only for functions, only our family was there. Rest of the rooms were locked. It was nicely constructed a three-storied building in the shape of a circle with rooms at the boundary and the inside of the circle was filled with greenery with a lovely fountain in the middle. The rooms were almost as spacious as honeymoon suites and that helped us refresh ourselves in a jiffy. Some took a little nap, some unpacked stuff a little and then started off to get ready as the function had to start at six in the evening.

April 13th 2017 7:00 P.M.

Shagan, in punjabis, is a function where you exchange gifts with the other party (here, Kanav’s family) and show it off to the world. Here’s the catch. Although, it is said to be exchange of gifts, often than not, it’s mostly one party giving and the other party receiving. Accompanied by dance, drinks and hell lot of drama, shagan is one of the most in-demand functions in a Punjabi wedding.

We entered the hall, me, with my sister. And of course, we were the center of attraction. No, I’m lying here, she was the one. She had to be the one and that night, she, undeniably, was an enormously gorgeous thing. I saw my brother-in-law look at her and swoon in her love all over again. He couldn’t take his eyes off her and couldn’t wait to sit next to her on the crown.

Marriage Diaries of Charu Bhateja Shagan Function
The Bride – Charu Bhateja
Marriage Diaries of Charu Bhateja Shagan Function
Bride’s sister – *Me*

Also Read: Marriage Diaries Chapter I – Adventurous Ride Home

Oh, did I not mention that my Brother-in-law is one of the most handsome men I have ever come across in my life? I just did 😉

**I’ll share his picture in the next and last chapter – Marriage Diaries Chapter IV – Kanav Ki Dulhaniya**

The larke-wale had prepared a dance performance and so did we. Everyone danced like crazy and some drank like crazy, same thing! We were thrilled, at the same time, tired and a little worried. The next day was marriage, and we wanted everything to be perfect, being a larki-wala does come with a bit of default tension and consciousness. But over anything else, we were happy rather delighted to have such a good family for my sister.

The clock struck 12! And her wedding day started …

Stay tuned for the Bhateja Sister’s Marriage Diaries! 

 

 

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