An arranged love story of two independent individuals who values their family traditions and culture. What happens when they meet each other and enter each others lives? Let's dive in to see how they manage their professional and personal life. Let'...
The next day, we woke up at 3 am to prepare for the Ganesh Nimantran Pooja. I dressed in a stunning red salwar suit, paired with jhumkas and juttis, feeling beautiful for my wedding's first ritual.
Within half an hour, I joined Mummy and Dadisa downstairs to help prepare the necessary items. After 15 minutes, we left for Moti Dungri, accompanied by Bhuasa and Yuvraj Bhabha.
We participated in the serene Mangal Aarti at 4 am and then brought Ganpati Ji home with us, along with sweets.
Upon returning, Bhuasa welcomed Ganesh Ji at our main gate with an aarti thali. Neighboring ladies joined in, singing traditional Rajasthani songs.
The atmosphere was joyful, with laughter and music filling the air. Kratu and I prepared tea for the ladies while Bhuasa readied the jaggery prasad.
After an hour, the gathering dispersed, and I helped Mummy prepare breakfast before she headed to the hospital to apply for leaves for my wedding.
We gathered in the dining room for breakfast when I heard a familiar voice calling from the living room. I rushed out to find Dev standing with his luggage, 20 days before my wedding.
I hadn't seen my brother in two years, our timings never matching. "Dev!" I whispered, overwhelmed.
"Jeeja!" he exclaimed, sweeping me into his arms and spinning me around. My laughter echoed through the living room, drawing everyone out.
Smiles filled the room as we reunited.
After breakfast, Papa reminded, "Aaj Ganesh Nimantran hogya hai, to apno ko card bhejna bhi start kr dena chahiye."
("Today's Ganesh Nimantran has taken place, so we should start sending out wedding cards to our loved ones.")
Dadosa nodded, "Haan, ab din hi kitna bachgya hai shaadi mai. Ab saaro kaam jaldi jaldi karna padega."
("Yes, there's very little time left before the wedding. We need to hurry up with all the tasks.")
Everyone agreed. Dev and Yuvraj Bhabha would distribute some invitations, while Papa and Dadosa handled the rest.
Mummy and Bhuasa double-checked the preparations, ensuring everything was bought and packed. Our wedding would take place in our village, and we'd leave in a week.
However, the sheer amount of items to pack was daunting.
Mummy asked me to pack my luggage for my sasural, the thought sending a mix of emotions.
By evening, we finally finished packing. As we ordered dinner, the men returned home. Our house buzzed with activity as ladies arrived for the traditional geet ceremony.
"From today, ladies will come every evening for geet until the wedding," Mummy exclaimed.
The next week flew by in a whirlwind of wedding preparations. Finally, the day arrived to leave for our village.
We loaded the cars with luggage, dividing into four vehicles. The elders occupied one car, while we youngsters took another. Two additional cars, driven by drivers, carried the remaining luggage.
After a four-hour journey, we arrived at our picturesque Village.
As we stepped out of the car, Pihu and Viraj's infectious energy took over. The two- and three-year-old sprinted around, awestruck by the grandeur of the haveli.
"Look at them go!" I exclaimed, beaming with pride.
Our little munchkins were growing up too fast. Though they didn't fully understand the wedding festivities, they sensed the excitement and tried to be part of every moment.
Pihu chirped, "bhuasa lo byav!" (Bhuasa to byav) while Viraj echoed, "Balle balle"
Their giggles and chatter filled the air as they explored the haveli's expansive grounds.
Mummy smiled, "They're enjoying the celebrations, even if they don't fully grasp it."
I nodded, cherishing these precious moments with my family.
The day of the Pila Chawal ceremony arrived, and our haveli buzzed with activity. I dressed in a stunning pink saree, paired with a simple gold watch, feeling elegant and excited.
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In the garden, the males gathered around the beautifully decorated altar. Pandit Ji prepared for the ritual, while I waited inside with the ladies. Joyful geets filled the air, sung by the women with laughter and enthusiasm.
Pandit Ji summoned me, and I stepped out with Bhuasa, Chaitu, Mumal Jeeja, Pihu holding my hand, and Viraj by my side.
Under the open sky, I sat on the bajot, with Viraj seated on a smaller one beside me. Pandit Ji began chanting sacred mantras, handing me akshat to offer to Lord Ganesh.
With gentle hands, Pandit Ji placed his blessings on Viraj's head, then mine. He tied sacred moli around our wrists.
"Pray for a smooth wedding and blissful married life," Pandit Ji guided.
Rising from the bajot, I sought blessings from the elders. Papa and Dadosa distributed Pila Chawal, inviting everyone to my wedding.
In the afternoon, ladies gathered at our haveli for the Mangodi and Papad-making ritual. We ascended to the terrace with moong dal batter to craft mangodi.
Dadisa initiated the ritual, placing coal, grass, a silver ring, and a coin in the center.
"Sovni sovni mangodi bnajyo, Bai ke sasre Jasie," Dadisa said.
("Make delicate mangodi, like a daughter-in-law's entrance to her in-laws' home.")
"Haa sa," the ladies replied, smiling.
Seven married women joined Dadisa, followed by the others. The joyful ritual stretched into the evening.
My Bhabhisa's prepared dinner for everyone.
As night fell, it was time for Ghoomar. Since Pila Chawal day, ladies have been performing Ghoomar.
In our haveli's baramda, Kratu took charge of the DJ. Seema Mishra's Rajasthani songs filled the air.
Bhuasa began Ghoomar with the Vinayak song, and the other ladies followed.
As the function concluded, the men joined us, and everyone danced to DJ remix tracks, their smiles radiant.
I watched, happiness in my eyes, but a tinge of sadness lingered - soon I'd leave this family behind to start my own.
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