Write a descriptive paragraph on 'An Indian Wedding' in about 100-120 words.
(An Indian wedding a gala affair, beautiful decoration, a week's affair, bride and groom look resplendent in
their adorned dresses, rituals and ceremonies, an enjoyable event)
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Explanation:
There’s not much else that excites a foreigner in India quite like the thought of attending a Big Fat Indian Wedding.
Ask any visitor to India to share their must-have experiences and I’m almost certain that attending an Indian wedding would appear in the top three. We want to learn about all the fascinating traditions, we want to dance to the best Hindi wedding songs, we want to dress up in Indian clothes, we want to taste the magnificent spread of food and we want to understand just how a wedding can last three days!
So you can imagine my excitement when, after only 3 weeks in India, I received my first official invite to attend an Indian wedding!!
I have always been fascinated with mehndi and was so excited about attending a mehndi party!
The invitation came from a female cousin of my friend from London. My friend had connected the two of us when I first moved to India and although we had good intentions of meeting up, we hadn’t yet gotten around to doing so. So when she sent me a message saying, “I’m getting married next week and I’m inviting you for it” — after my initial reaction of jumping up and down with excitement I was touched to have received an invite despite never having met her face to face. And yet again I am reminded of the warmth and welcoming nature of India.
So when the day finally came, I arrived quite early. Maybe it was the excitement that made me rush over, but the bride was still in her pyjamas. Great, I thought. I had always wondered how long it took for Indian brides to look so fabulous! Now I know that there is a reason for this and I needn’t have rushed over at all. I was amazed by just how much went into this part of the wedding alone.
The bride told me to do my makeup and I told her I had already done it. She laughed at me and said, “this is an Indian wedding, you haven’t done your makeup.” I still had a lot to learn.
One of my favourite parts of attending an Indian wedding was getting to wear in Indian dress.
Once the bride was ready she was whisked off straight away (all the guests had been waiting on her for about two hours by now) and the pujas (prayers) began. I wasn’t sure if photography was appropriate during the pujas, but once I saw everyone had their smartphones and cameras out eager not to miss a moment I quickly joined in.
I found all of the different traditions involving all different family members so fascinating. My favourite tradition didn’t come until a bit later on though when I was told to ‘steal the groom’s shoes.’ It was my good fortune to be on the bride’s side and so in order for the groom to get his shoes back he had to offer me some money. I had not expected to be receiving any money that day, especially not from the person getting married, and so at first I felt uncomfortable with this. But with an audience watching me and egging me on, I had a lot of fun attempting to barter a fair price for the groom’s shoes! I came away feeling proud of myself. (As well as a little richer!)
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I was afraid that if I ate anything it would burst straight off me! Of course, that worry disappeared as soon as I caught sight of the lunch spread. To hell with my outfit woes! I thought. It all looked too amazing. The food was displayed buffet style with waiters at hand to serve you and it was an all-vegetarian affair. (Great for a veggie like me!)
Satisfied with my choices I sat down, set my plate on my lap and peered down at the mound of food before me. Usually I wouldn’t hesitate to eat with my hands, but the sheer scale of my portion daunted me. I was also aware that I was at a nice function and so I thought I had better show some courtesy and get a spoon at least or I could risk making a big mess.