What makes this wedding most interesting is that this is among the few last marriages of sapotas chums, which sapota will grace with his not-so auspicious presence. But you guys are bloody lucky, that Lord Sapota himself was present on the ceremony. So for the first time Sapota was traveling toward uttaranchal, so he was excited about the jouney. The dood is sapota's ex room mate, Sapota and dude had shared endless experiences in life. But Mr TATA-SUZUKI(the groom) has been around, and he has been so powerful with his entire killer personality that he made Mighty lord sapota to relocate his ass all the way to Capital from Pune, but then just anything for friends.
Sapota was quiet well in acquaintance with both merging Multi nationals(you read it right, TCS and MUL Joint Venture, i.e.). The marriage took place a bit in haste, we were expecting it in the end of the year, but somehow it took off in May(yes, right, the blog is too late, but sapota has no obligations to write, BOOM!!!). So the total turnout at marriage from the gang was low, and Mr. Groom was bit pummeled for this haste(please get us married, we can't live separate anymore, du'oh!)
Anyway, me and kanpa made it to the wedding party a night early and had discussion with one of the fellow Groom's brother in law all night and it was fun, but scary fun. In the morning Mr model as usual turn out late(yeah yeah, you r the hero, all high and mighty *rolling eyes*). So Mr Suzuki got an old olive green esteem(!!!!!) for his wedding; me model and kanpa and Mr Suzuki loaded ourselves into the SEDAN and the journey begun.
So we started out as usual discussing all the previous marriages and then drawbacks and advantages of relationship and what-not-bull-shit and then all high fundas of cinema and music. But the funny thing is in all this discussion, the only victim was Mr Naresh Suzuki Tata. He thought since he is THE groom, we will spare him(LOL, fools paradise). It was bloody hot, but thanks to AC car, we were spared. Then the discussion started venturing into the theories of bird-and-bee and stork-and-baby territory(u guys guessed it right!), again Mr. Groom was blushing and couldn't say much, which was surprising, we even discussed various elements of bee-and-bird theory to which Mr suzuki pleaded all the innocence, but we again victimized him and had good laugh. By the time we entered uttaranchal, the climate became wonderfully pleasant.
When we reached our hotel in almora, it was totally dark, so had little difficulty in locating the place. Finally we got ready for what-we-were-here-for(comon, dancing int he marriage party, Is it that hard to guess?), but at this altitude with up-the-slope walk, we hardly could keep up much. Finally we reached to marriage hall, which was one of the most awkward constructed building sapota have ever seen, but at this particular terrain, this building seems to be the only way. We entered at marriage hall, and we were overloaded with joy people had, because we danced so well(NAWTTT!). Now one more funny thing was the location of buffet, it was on the terrace of this marriage hall, and the view from the terrace made sapota dizzy.
Now all the nuptial ritual took place one after the other, sapota had the camera, which he used to his advantage, and was later caught for mis-use of camera, much to sapota's embarrassment. We retired after the photo session. We woke up early in the morning to see what is going on at marriage hall. Much to sapota's surprise, the negotiation for stealing-the-shoe ceremony was still on. Sapota knew it, extracting money from the vault of Mr. Scrooge is not that easy, and he made few chics upset with that. Later on, we had the usual chit chat with bride's family and after exchanging pleasantries, we took off from Almora. This time we were in Innova, with bride and grooms friends, return journey was fun, with loads of photographs taken at many strategic location. Finally, Sapota was invited at reception, but due to dislike for this kind of functions, sapota stayed back(Mr Suzuki-Tata already know that, but I have to come with something for groom's family, since they were expecting me).
For now sapota has asked all of his friends not to invite him for any marriage functions as long as sapota doesn't want it.
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Friday, February 12, 2010
Monday, May 04, 2009
The last marriage of the year
So no more fancy title name, but this marriage was last one in the year 2008. Sapota was utterly happy as this was marriage of one of the bestest chum. Sapota bought a fine suit, for the first time, just for this marriage along with Fatal Jutis and to make matter more sinister, Sapota wore 5 colored Jaisalmeri Turban.
One folk bought his swift, so we had fine time moving around. In the very evening of our arrival, we had grand booze party. Sapota has promised to dance his Ar$e off on this occasion. So Sapota jumped to arena and danced, all sorts of ridiculous funny dance moves, but who cares, it was all fun. Since evening 8 till late midnight the dance followed. The source of music was utterly ridiculous, but we had one song
Played for umpteen times and Mustandas were getting more and more wild with the dance.
Then Sapota is know for his "hain hain" dance, which he did religiously well.
One fella jumped to the stagnant rain water and then they splashed it all over, it was bloody funny! Then the dance continued in all colors and forms.
Next day we left with "barat" and reached Nasirabaad late in evening. Following our arrival we had great snack party and then they we were redirected to Corners for some booze.
After booze and all we danced with barat party with so called "Brass Band", now to locate other fellas, we lost the way and were wandering around! It became chaotic for a couple of minutes.
Later we(mustandas) and Barat reunited and then again dancing followed. The invitees in this marriage were quite imminent people some one like Governor of a state, So marriage was grand and quiet sober.
There were chitchats and clicking and dining all going on quietly. Later it was all very chilly, so we retired after this. But one of the sapota's gangy(yeah i invented it rite now!) was keen on seeing rituals. So at 2 am, we went to brides place to see nuptial rituals. A big gang of chics were sitting and giggling as priest recites rituals.
Sapota on the other hand was preaching some kids and cutting Lame jokes to pass time. Finally we came back and retired and next day proceeded to Puskar...
One folk bought his swift, so we had fine time moving around. In the very evening of our arrival, we had grand booze party. Sapota has promised to dance his Ar$e off on this occasion. So Sapota jumped to arena and danced, all sorts of ridiculous funny dance moves, but who cares, it was all fun. Since evening 8 till late midnight the dance followed. The source of music was utterly ridiculous, but we had one song
Played for umpteen times and Mustandas were getting more and more wild with the dance.
Then Sapota is know for his "hain hain" dance, which he did religiously well.
One fella jumped to the stagnant rain water and then they splashed it all over, it was bloody funny! Then the dance continued in all colors and forms.
Next day we left with "barat" and reached Nasirabaad late in evening. Following our arrival we had great snack party and then they we were redirected to Corners for some booze.
After booze and all we danced with barat party with so called "Brass Band", now to locate other fellas, we lost the way and were wandering around! It became chaotic for a couple of minutes.
Later we(mustandas) and Barat reunited and then again dancing followed. The invitees in this marriage were quite imminent people some one like Governor of a state, So marriage was grand and quiet sober.
There were chitchats and clicking and dining all going on quietly. Later it was all very chilly, so we retired after this. But one of the sapota's gangy(yeah i invented it rite now!) was keen on seeing rituals. So at 2 am, we went to brides place to see nuptial rituals. A big gang of chics were sitting and giggling as priest recites rituals.
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| Surender's wedding |
Sapota on the other hand was preaching some kids and cutting Lame jokes to pass time. Finally we came back and retired and next day proceeded to Puskar...
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Naka, Zona religiousa etcetra etcetra
Sapota had attended many hindu marriages, but this was first time sapota was experiencing a sikh wedding. Sapota hate attending marriages, but this one was of a very very dear friend, so Sapota went all the way to Balachaur with all excitement and enthusiasm.
On the way to Balachaur, Sapota purchased JUTIs at Chandigarh. Now there is only one man, who can wear such Jutis and that is Sapota himself(Hah!).
Sapota had recieved a very warm welcome at balachaur in a real punjabi village called as Thopia(looks like heard somewhere).
Among many antics to be noticed, the prominent ones were buffaloes and fodder slicing machine and earthen stoves. These things are rarely visible to sapota, these days. One of the fella(read Bison) tried posing with buffaloes for photograph, but buffaloes were reluctanct, they dont want to pose with a Bison.
The following day started with engagement ceremony. Ceremony's biggest attraction was "Bhangra Junction", which was a bhangra group containing hawt hawt punjabi kudiyan(chics). In all this high temprature sound and thump, Sapota was thrown on the floor(dance floor, fools!). The no-good-dancer danced between punjabis, who by the virtue of being who they are, dance very bloody well.
Other folks joined us in the late afternoon, and then all those discussions... this time business fundas, I mean all those lame ass management shit, and everyone preached them as if they are some top grade B-school Professors. Later Brides' folk arrived to perform ceremonial rituals and the groom was loaded with all sorts of gifts and golds and $$$$(Dallaran, lol).
Next day early the barat set forth to Ropar. Rituals in Sikh marriages are performed at Gurudwaras in the day time. Day time marriage at this quarter of year and in this part of world is not actually very pleasant.
On arrival there, we were greeted by a Sikh priest, who recited some sort of chants. Then as the barat followed, we danced in the bloody sunlight in the outdoors, drenched literally! Something interesting followed next known as "saaliyon ka naka" transliterated as barriers of/by Sister-in-laws(sounds so absurd in this language). To get entry in the marriage hall, the groom has to pay the bribe(or shall it be a "shagun", sapota likes bribe more!) to cross that ribbon on naka thing.
Hall was beautiful and food was upto mark and as we settled down, "bhangra party" started dancing, so again we have to dance, this time with girls from brides side. After dancing and all, we all proceeded to Gurudwara for the actual rituals. Sapota loves Gurudwaras and Churches becuase they are quiet and serene, like a real abode of god. This was a big beautiful Gurudwara with a river flowing near by. And you know how much sapota fancies rivers. So as sapota went inside, he went into "zona religiousa"(yes there is no such word). As they were performing rituals and sapota sat down in peace with himself.
After this ceremony sister-in-law were asking for shagun, Again! I mean this time for Grooms shoes. They steal the shoe and then they ask for money as much as INR 5k, this is no way correct, but then all is fair in marriages. Ok, sapota missed talking about the groom , the groom wore a full fledged turban and the sikh attire and looked like a real "Sardar".
After completions of nuptials, photo shoots followed, which led to chit chat and cracking jokes . The newer and interesting thing was ball dance. Yes, Groom and Bride danced together, which was a surprise element for many. But it was kool, Sapota missed the dance, he has to later catch it up on the video. Overall wedding was fun, but a sweaty fun, phew!
On the way to Balachaur, Sapota purchased JUTIs at Chandigarh. Now there is only one man, who can wear such Jutis and that is Sapota himself(Hah!).
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| From Rajjo's Marriage |
Among many antics to be noticed, the prominent ones were buffaloes and fodder slicing machine and earthen stoves. These things are rarely visible to sapota, these days. One of the fella(read Bison) tried posing with buffaloes for photograph, but buffaloes were reluctanct, they dont want to pose with a Bison.
The following day started with engagement ceremony. Ceremony's biggest attraction was "Bhangra Junction", which was a bhangra group containing hawt hawt punjabi kudiyan(chics). In all this high temprature sound and thump, Sapota was thrown on the floor(dance floor, fools!). The no-good-dancer danced between punjabis, who by the virtue of being who they are, dance very bloody well.
Other folks joined us in the late afternoon, and then all those discussions... this time business fundas, I mean all those lame ass management shit, and everyone preached them as if they are some top grade B-school Professors. Later Brides' folk arrived to perform ceremonial rituals and the groom was loaded with all sorts of gifts and golds and $$$$(Dallaran, lol).
Next day early the barat set forth to Ropar. Rituals in Sikh marriages are performed at Gurudwaras in the day time. Day time marriage at this quarter of year and in this part of world is not actually very pleasant.
On arrival there, we were greeted by a Sikh priest, who recited some sort of chants. Then as the barat followed, we danced in the bloody sunlight in the outdoors, drenched literally! Something interesting followed next known as "saaliyon ka naka" transliterated as barriers of/by Sister-in-laws(sounds so absurd in this language). To get entry in the marriage hall, the groom has to pay the bribe(or shall it be a "shagun", sapota likes bribe more!) to cross that ribbon on naka thing.
Hall was beautiful and food was upto mark and as we settled down, "bhangra party" started dancing, so again we have to dance, this time with girls from brides side. After dancing and all, we all proceeded to Gurudwara for the actual rituals. Sapota loves Gurudwaras and Churches becuase they are quiet and serene, like a real abode of god. This was a big beautiful Gurudwara with a river flowing near by. And you know how much sapota fancies rivers. So as sapota went inside, he went into "zona religiousa"(yes there is no such word). As they were performing rituals and sapota sat down in peace with himself.
After this ceremony sister-in-law were asking for shagun, Again! I mean this time for Grooms shoes. They steal the shoe and then they ask for money as much as INR 5k, this is no way correct, but then all is fair in marriages. Ok, sapota missed talking about the groom , the groom wore a full fledged turban and the sikh attire and looked like a real "Sardar".
After completions of nuptials, photo shoots followed, which led to chit chat and cracking jokes . The newer and interesting thing was ball dance. Yes, Groom and Bride danced together, which was a surprise element for many. But it was kool, Sapota missed the dance, he has to later catch it up on the video. Overall wedding was fun, but a sweaty fun, phew!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Danced till respiration became impossible.
Wedding are fun. Oh yes! they are, especially when its your dearest friend's wedding.
North Indian weddings are typical, and this marriage was in awadh, so it was more so. Sopata liked this city for many reason, language and a distinct culture, and the oblivion, as evident.
Great hospitality by grooms kin left sapota impressed. By the morning of next day of our arrival, entire gang was there. And as soon as the dog is unleashed it starts biting, so the burst of laughters and whipping each other's arses continued till the troupe landed at groom's residence.
It was a grande welcome, exchanges of pleasantries, mild jokes and nominal introductions. Finally Capt Upadhyay, the big brother entertained us with fables from Commando training academy, with likes of Mr. Hawa Singh and The Gorkha PTI("We want blood in the ground" fame.).
The troupe was sent to AJODYHA NAGRI, clicking and blabbering and usual gyan chodna business continued along with Site seeing.
So finally in the evening sapota's gang were all, three pegs up (or down), so all those senti's and well wishing and bakchodee and kissing(Mustandas are embarrassing people, sometimes) started. Again on arrival at wedding spot, we were received with great affection and warmth.
Sherwani clad Groom was looking like a Greek colossus. We were all dangling around him for snaps. Mustandas were getting impateint for dancing in BARAAT. So as soon the drums were beaten, two of them jumped, no light no camera, but who cares, we want to dance, that is the power of three pegs.
So the dance started and continued for some time, it was hot and humid and mustandas are gettting old, so it stopped in very little time. After lights and camera and Laila Majnu singer of RAJA band started, we danced once more, but this time, it lasted a little longer. By the time we reached at the venue, our bodies were evaporating, we needed water. But as soon u reach brides place, u have to dance again and with energy, we tried again, but couldn't last long. As soon as Groom descend from car, one Maha-Mustanda lifted him and took him to the ritual spot. Sapota's troupe gasped in awe.
Now we had food and some rest and then again we were there on stage to lift the groom for JAIMALA. Now the same maha-mustanda lifted the bride high enough that two of our mustandas have to work hard enough. And then clapping and giggles.
After a while, bride and groom were having dinner together and people had good excuse for commenting and cutting mushy jokes.
We thought entire dancing thing is over, but no! we again danced, and this time this was a fancy dance floor with a DJ and Truck-wala songs. and this time many unexpected people joined us. The awe-some dance done by grooms brother and bhabhi sent a chill in the minds of mustandas, so mustandas left the floor immediately to hide. U can run, but u cannot hide. U have to dance, and this time, who will dance with these dancing queens, so family man cylinder jumped to rescue And he saved the day. Entire experience was marvelous, till what followed next......
North Indian weddings are typical, and this marriage was in awadh, so it was more so. Sopata liked this city for many reason, language and a distinct culture, and the oblivion, as evident.
Great hospitality by grooms kin left sapota impressed. By the morning of next day of our arrival, entire gang was there. And as soon as the dog is unleashed it starts biting, so the burst of laughters and whipping each other's arses continued till the troupe landed at groom's residence.
It was a grande welcome, exchanges of pleasantries, mild jokes and nominal introductions. Finally Capt Upadhyay, the big brother entertained us with fables from Commando training academy, with likes of Mr. Hawa Singh and The Gorkha PTI("We want blood in the ground" fame.).
The troupe was sent to AJODYHA NAGRI, clicking and blabbering and usual gyan chodna business continued along with Site seeing.
So finally in the evening sapota's gang were all, three pegs up (or down), so all those senti's and well wishing and bakchodee and kissing(Mustandas are embarrassing people, sometimes) started. Again on arrival at wedding spot, we were received with great affection and warmth.
Sherwani clad Groom was looking like a Greek colossus. We were all dangling around him for snaps. Mustandas were getting impateint for dancing in BARAAT. So as soon the drums were beaten, two of them jumped, no light no camera, but who cares, we want to dance, that is the power of three pegs.
So the dance started and continued for some time, it was hot and humid and mustandas are gettting old, so it stopped in very little time. After lights and camera and Laila Majnu singer of RAJA band started, we danced once more, but this time, it lasted a little longer. By the time we reached at the venue, our bodies were evaporating, we needed water. But as soon u reach brides place, u have to dance again and with energy, we tried again, but couldn't last long. As soon as Groom descend from car, one Maha-Mustanda lifted him and took him to the ritual spot. Sapota's troupe gasped in awe.
Now we had food and some rest and then again we were there on stage to lift the groom for JAIMALA. Now the same maha-mustanda lifted the bride high enough that two of our mustandas have to work hard enough. And then clapping and giggles.
After a while, bride and groom were having dinner together and people had good excuse for commenting and cutting mushy jokes.
We thought entire dancing thing is over, but no! we again danced, and this time this was a fancy dance floor with a DJ and Truck-wala songs. and this time many unexpected people joined us. The awe-some dance done by grooms brother and bhabhi sent a chill in the minds of mustandas, so mustandas left the floor immediately to hide. U can run, but u cannot hide. U have to dance, and this time, who will dance with these dancing queens, so family man cylinder jumped to rescue And he saved the day. Entire experience was marvelous, till what followed next......
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