The fifth and final day of the wedding is the reception. Again, much food, family and tradition. The road was closed and fabric was brought in for the floor, walls set up, a stage decorated with silk flowers, fabric and 2 chairs atop for the bride and groom. Two rooms set up for eating, one for the men and the other for the women. This is not segregation or discrimination, it’s just the way it is. It’s what the Indian’s expect and what works. The invitation stated 6pm, well that’s an “Indian 6pm” so at 8pm the groom came out and greeted us first. Photos of the groom feeding Randy sweets and then it was my turn. The groom spooned up a dough ball soaked in simple syrup (this is the best I can describe it) and then another spoonful of a nut crumble with sweet sauce ( again, excuse my oversimplified description!) So many picture and video of us!! We felt so very honored to be included and the families seemed just as honored to have us in attendance!!
There is NO language barrier when it comes to times of happiness. There are always children running around having fun. Children are always fascinated with new people and having their picture taken. There is always a crazy aunt. Someone always falls,. Women always want to make sure you have eaten enough. The groom is overjoyed and the new wife is timid and quiet. Women always enjoy each others bangles and jewelry. There is always a little grandmother that stands 4 feet high that speaks in her native language as if everyone understands. AND when it’s time for you to leave you never are ready to say goodbye.
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