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Though we had lost touch for almost two decades, we surprised each other by picking things up in 2007, right at the point where we had left them in 1986. In fact, both of us never really thought of getting married with all the pomp that accompanies an Indian wedding. We had been best friends, in third grade, back in the 1980s.Once we choose to give the whole traditional ceremony a miss, our parents seemed relieved, even kicked, at the prospect of a couple of parties. "Postponed" – not a great word to hear on your wedding day.We were to fly off to the US, as man and wife, in two days, and, more importantly, our family and a few guests were due for the marriage lunch in two hours!She immediately gets to the point that needs to be addressed.
Could the grandparents and uncles and aunts and friends not meet over drinks and food? Suddenly, I see my father walking towards the car, seething with rage, informing us that we would need to dash to the Deputy Commissioner’s residence for he had taken the day off and our marriage was postponed.
Many stereotypes were smashed in the not very dramatic Shaadi of Amrita Bhinder with Gautam Chintamani. If you expected high drama in Telugu and Punjabi, when Gautam and I took the decision, well, there were none, really. Both of us were coming out of long past relationships and did not want children.
Drama unfolding around most Indian weddings has been ingrained in our minds. Perhaps, there was no ticking clock that would have pushed either to marry within a certain time frame.
Keep it simple When it came to planning the wedding, everything was being done with the thought of trying to conform to the idea of marriage fed to us. Though, for a while Gautam and I thought of going the whole hog for the sake of our parents, they did not push us for a grand wedding.
Weddings, often become a place where extended families meet. We landed at the Registrar’s office, much before time and waited to be summoned.
At my own marriage lunch, I changed into a pair of jeans once the photos and pleasantries were done and the one who enjoyed it the most was Gautam’s octogenarian grandmother. Few days later, I drove my mother-in-law, my nani-in-law (Amamma) and my husband to our home in the hills after the marriage and that was not the only stereotype smashed. No, Amamma Amamma asked me if I wanted a child and when I said no, she said, "Ah, so you want to have fun with no responsibilities…