Another MechLobbyian Hitched - Lokesh's Marriage in Jaipur
I was looking forward to the event from the day, a couple of months ago, when Loki called me to break the news and extend the invitation. As planned, I started the journey from Delhi to Jaipur on Ajmer Shatabdi early on Saturday morning (16th of Feb). Catching an early morning train which needed bidding goodbyes to the lovely sleep at 5 in morning can be unbearably painful. However, I did overcome the suffering and there I was enjoying my breakfast in this so-called premier train of Indian Railways. As many of you may have read with my earlier tryst with delays of Indian Railways, this train running about an hour behind schedule did not pinch too much. By noon, I was there in the pink city – Jaipur - my supposedly home-town, after about half a decade. Most, if not every, thing seemed to have changed almost like the advertisements of one of the leading political parties.
I was received at the station by a colleague of dad and was escorted, amidst luxury, to the guest house where I had my accommodation booked. After a short break and freshening up, I was all geared to be active. The engagement ceremony was during the evening and I had a few hours to kill before that. So I stepped out of the guest house and decided to take a trip around the city. Then I realized, for a trip, you need a destination. Well mom came to help out there. She had some errands to run and pick some stuff up and hence the shop became my destination. I took an auto, which either had become real costly or good at duping people, for my destination, Nirman Nagar, an area which I knew to be towards outskirts of the city. The city really had changed and expanded – there were multi-lanes roads, dividers to separate traffic in different directions, flyovers to by-pass railway crossings, malls in sight, bigger eating joints, huge load of traffic and of all Nirman Nagar was no longer outskirts. I reached the shop and realized that stuff to be collected wasn’t yet ready. Though it could be termed as a waste, my purpose was being fulfilled. Next destination I chose was the National Handloom – a small mall – in Vaishali Nagar. Purpose again was the same – to see the city to which I had been back after considerable time. After spending some time at the mall, I returned back to my guesthouse. I dressed up quickly into some formal wear for the evening ceremony and was ready again to leave. I had already talked to the auto guy from one of the visits earlier in the day to pick me up at 4.
At the said time the guy was there in front of the guesthouse and took me to the venue – Rupayan Marriage Home in an area called Jhotwara. Well delays seem to be inherent in culture and imbibed in our genes and hence the ceremony scheduled at 5 finally happened at 7. However, in the meanwhile, there were snacks to feed and DJ to entertain. There also was a dance floor which provided an opportunity to shake our legs. We danced and ate and killed time until about 6:45 when the bride arrived and stage was set for the ceremony. The bride and groom exchanged the rings which were nicely placed inside rose shaped containers. These containers when exchanged brought smiles on faces as they replicated the sense of exchanging the flower itself.
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