This blog entry is about how I came to marry my Indian husband. We met in the U.K. where I was an au-pair and my husband – a student. We met on the net and then it appeared we are in the same college – studying Arabic. We got married after 9 months of knowing each other. I didn’t really expect it can go this smoothly.
|At the shaadi (wedding)|
No one from my family attended the wedding (India is too far and too expensive to go), so Vikram and I flew to India and I immensely enjoyed that flight. I will never forget those great mountain tops in Afghanistan-Pakistan that looked like squashed aluminum foil.
|Dancers at the wedding|
I was so terrified because I had no idea what to expect. My husband told me he was ‘not very rich’ so I imagined we’re going to live in a two by two meter room with one bulb, one towel and one bucket. There were about ten my husband’s relatives waiting at the airport and it was extremely hot. It was the same when you open the oven to check whether your pie is ready and you kind of burn your face.
|Food is a very important part of every shaadi|
All that followed was adaptation to the weather, adaptation to stares, adaptation to food and adaptation to constant buzzing of a fan or A.C.
|Gol gappas and other snacks|
After three days or so I got food poisoned with paneer tikka that was brought from the local restaurant. It followed three weeks of vomiting, diarrhea and total exhaustion. The funny thing was that no medicine helped and we visited maybe 5 different doctors and they all couldn’t help the dehydration. The wedding was in two days and I could hardly walk. Soon, the Indian wedding dresses were bought by my in-laws, the mehendi designs were done on my arms and legs (I really wanted to do this part although it’s not compulsory).
|Groom and bride always sit at these type of chairs on the stage (our chairs are not equal as you can see).|
It was all very strange but very exciting. Sitting there with an Indian dress I felt like I’m acting some role in a school theater rather than really getting married. I was happy though that I didn’t have to do anything (like walk or talk or dance) and could just sit and observe. After this ceremony my mood suddenly improved and I was actually weeping when we had to return to the U.K. after 3 months.
|Indian wedding dancers|
After two years we came back to India again and have been staying here since 2009. I love the weather and the people and I have no wish of living in Europe again.
|They danced really nice but short|