Chapter 28

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"Why are we doing this anyways??? Why can't we just go to a register office and get married. It less time consuming... less messy... very cheap and gets the job done just the same." Sindhu grumbled as she let her head rest on the wall behind her.

The engagement ceremony had just started. One hour into the function, Sindhu snuck out and of course dragged Gautham with her. When he asked why she brought him with her, she shamelessly said, "Of course you are the scape goat for when we'll be caught."

The whole thing was arranged in a high end hotel. The whole place was bustling. There was a stage in the center of the hall.

The stage had a two seater chair for the to-be-married couple. The stage was decorated with flowers all over while a chandelier hung from the middle of the venue. The whole place looked bright and glittery the exact things Sindhu hated.

There were rows and rows of chairs arranged in front of the stage for the guests. And the venue was brimming with guest half of whom Sindhu did not recognize. That was without taking into account Gautham's side relatives. There were just way too many people around. And each wanted a piece of her today. People who knows her and who doesn't know her, everyone was congratulating her. She was not being ungrateful but the whole thing was exhausting especially when you do not believe in any of the rituals.

"And why does this shit weigh so much!!! What's the point??? Why do I have to dress up and go in front of all those people?? Am I a doll?? " Sindhu continued her ranting pointing at her dresses and jewelry.

It was customarily for the bride-to-be to wear a dress given by the in-laws at the start of the ceremony after receiving their blessing. And of course she should also wear all the gold jewelries given to her as a gift to her for the marriage by both the family. And similar things will apply to the groom-to-be of course.

That was the whole reason how Sindhu was able to sneak out. She fooled her stylist to wait outside when she changes and then snuck into the adjacent room and escaped. She came straight to Gautham's room and dragged him out to the terrace in his half dressed up state.

After this, there will be a ring exchanging ceremony. And then after that, the pandit will set the auspicious date for the wedding, which of course was decided beforehand. After that, he will gather the relatives of both the family and read out the invitation as a form of announcement. And then after that all people will come to stage as each family at a time and give the couple their blessing.

(Note: I do not know much about all the technicalities that take place in an actual wedding. I do not know how many of you know how a south Indian wedding actually happens but let me tell you, the list of rituals are endless. I do not even know 1% of it. So I tried my best to simplify and explain things on the surface without going in too deep into the whole process.)

"Don't all girls have a dream of a grand wedding???" Gautham asked curiously.

"That was a long time ago. When you are young it is hard to decide on what really matters. But now I will settle for a grand marriage than a glittery wedding." Sindhu replied.

Gautham did not understand right away. It took a while before he could decipher what Sindhu meant.

Then he asked, "What's wrong with having both???" Gautham asked once again.

"I guess I can. And maybe there was even a time when I genuinely wished for both. But then I grew up and the whole ceremony seemed like a waste of lot of time and money. The fact of the matter is, if a person genuinely cares about you, he is going to bless you well regardless of the arrangements and the people who can only appreciate the grandeur of the decorations is going to wish you with their mouths and not with their hearts. So what is the point anyways??? If you give the girl the money spent on marriages, she won't even need a husband in the first place." Sindhu said. Gautham frowned at the reference but before he could oppose it, they heard voices from behind them.

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