Aug 222018
Our Big Indian Wedding Part 1

On August 18th, my husband Joel and I got married.

Everything was perfect. From the flowers to the decor arrangements to the table groupings, all of it. But it all happened in a blink of an eye and I wished it didn’t zoom past so fast.

But before I let you into my wedding story, let me brief you on our so-called history/ path we took to get HERE!

Joel and I were complete strangers who went to the same church as well as belonged to the same youth group. But obviously, we had our own lives and friend circles that it sort of never occurred to jump out of our comfort zones.

After a couple of months of joining the Youth Fellowship, the yearly election was held and ‘not-so-surprisingly’ we were elected to be committee members.

Despite the position we were in, our proximity never changed to grow any closer. It was only after a couple of days we had our first task in-hand. And as you may know, starting conversations are the most awkward EVER.

This, however, took the most surprising turn.

Our conversations from “ Hey, is the database ready?” to “ Hey, want to grab a coffee together?” developed into a more fonder scale as we started spending more time with each other. Getting to know each others’ likes and dislikes, what moved us every morning and what didn’t, and all that jazz.

But what we didn’t anticipate to happen happened. We fell head over heels for each other.

As anyone who knows me personally can attest, I’m the most outgoing person ever. I’m boisterous, loud and the heart of every party. My husband, on the other hand, is social but a realist. He’s more into reading and spending time working on building skills and enjoying a glass of wine while watching a movie. And as much as we share the same interests, we were and still are very different. But that was the beauty in our relationship. We worked it despite our differences.

Not long later we decided to get married and as an Indian child, you tend to go through levels of interrogation, just like Dante, especially for marriage. And both of us being NRI kids, had to “stick” to our roots of being traditional-ish. Yes, the world is changing but it isn’t easy to walk up to your Indian family at 24 and ANNOUNCE your wedding.

So, the first time I introduced Joel, it wasn’t really a walk in the park. There were disagreements and encouragement, judgments and approval and it had become a pool of juxtaposition between my family and it boggled its way around for DAYS. And a similar scene enacted at Joel’s household as well, however after much of these, our families decided to meet.

It wasn’t a regular proposal meet and greet since Joel and I had decided to spend our lives with each other.

But the meet and greet wasn’t the best ever.

Our parents trying to tell us that our 20’s are a special time ever and getting married isn’t an adventure to take up had been turned a deaf ear to. Whether I got married at 34 or 24, this was the person I wanted to spend my life with without a doubt. Why wait?

But that was nothing. After it all, our parents agreed to us and forwarded to get everything sorted. But the interrogation by our grandparents wasn’t done yet.

My grandparents are lovely and after raising 3 children and later 5 grandchildren, they had evolved to a more modernist and fun pair. However, the news of their oldest granddaughter getting married had hit them like a whirlwind with questions thrown to me like fire, “are you sure?” “you’re 24, how will you manage married life?” and “BABIES!!!!” It wasn’t easy, but since it felt like fire, I had to deal carefully as I didn’t want to get burnt.

 

After much convincing of my grandparents, came the part of convincing my siblings (and let me tell you, this is the most difficult ever). Being the oldest among everyone who’s like 5 years or younger, it takes a while to get them to thaw out to the new member in the family.

The sneaky glares, the hidden laughter’s and sudden stop of conversation were hard at first.  But it cooled down and all was well.

Convincing them to be a part of the wedding was, however, the easiest.

 

Stay tuned! Part 2 to follow soon.

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