Simply to mention there is a lot of diversity in Indian marriages...
Thinking we were buying our saris for a once in a lifetime opportunity, we were invited by the new family we are staying with, to a Hindu wedding. It felt odd to come home from work, dress up and head into the car. Although we have been driven around quite a bit, this car ride is hard to beat: a man on his cellphone, driving in a standard car, in a rainstorm (downpour) with his 2 years old daughter singing and climbing between the seats and over the gear shift. Car safety is still under way in India…
We arrived alive, in time to see security guards, the groom and the Delhi High Commissioner being photographed. The warmth and charm of the Bengali family was clearly absent as anybody could have walked in to this very opulent, lavish, albeit impersonal wedding ceremony. Case in point: we ate from the massive buffet, while fireworks went off, stood for a picture and 2 hours later, we were back home.
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