[Still rooting through the drafts.]
I was in a sentimental mood last night and took out our wedding album and leafed through the photos.
There are several photographs of my first cousins in a large gang. Five years on it looks extremely unlikely that there ever will be any more such photos ever.
I found all my friends among the crowd, people I had never noticed in these same photographs, and remembered how my father and uncles petted me like a little girl for the last time and how much it meant to me that Dana and Shuktara dressed me for the wedding instead of a professional from a beauty parlour.
There are pictures of me drowsing on Cousin T's shoulder, my arms around Lakshmi, and there is a photo of E keeping an anxious eye on the proceedings. She travelled like a madwoman to get to my wedding and it matters a great deal to me that she was there.
I think there is something about being part of the team at a wedding. It matters to me that these people, my friends and family, came together and worked so hard to pull such a big event off. It matters to me that I have done my bit at my friends' weddings. These are the memories I'm making for myself as much as for the people who I help out.
I was in a sentimental mood last night and took out our wedding album and leafed through the photos.
There are several photographs of my first cousins in a large gang. Five years on it looks extremely unlikely that there ever will be any more such photos ever.
I found all my friends among the crowd, people I had never noticed in these same photographs, and remembered how my father and uncles petted me like a little girl for the last time and how much it meant to me that Dana and Shuktara dressed me for the wedding instead of a professional from a beauty parlour.
There are pictures of me drowsing on Cousin T's shoulder, my arms around Lakshmi, and there is a photo of E keeping an anxious eye on the proceedings. She travelled like a madwoman to get to my wedding and it matters a great deal to me that she was there.
I think there is something about being part of the team at a wedding. It matters to me that these people, my friends and family, came together and worked so hard to pull such a big event off. It matters to me that I have done my bit at my friends' weddings. These are the memories I'm making for myself as much as for the people who I help out.
4 comments:
So beautiful to come home after a tired day, when life has just whisked one on at a headlong pace, and read such a post, that only Sunayana Roy can write.
Ahh thanks.
And, so true.
Ditto Anonymous!
My wedding pictures are so very hilarious. The photographer was completely Bollywood-ish. I instead love the impromtu one's that were clicked by friends and cousins.
Anon -- Thank you for your comment. I read it on a day when I was feeling rather low and it made me feel a great deal happier.
Dipali -- *hugs*
Minal -- Did you get photoshopped prints? I have seen photographs with the groom's head in a heart amidst clouds over the bride's head. Sometimes I wonder if I missed out by refusing to have professional photographers at my wedding!
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