
Finally the day dawned, the day we all had been planning and preparing for from a long time. The muhurta was at 10:30am and I had to be ready by around 8:00. My parlour aunty along with her help had come at around 7:00am and I was all set to be dressed up as a bride. In maharashtrian weddings, the yellow saree is worn by the bride during the muhurta. I wanted to wear teh maharashtrian style nauvari saree(nine yard saree) and dress up as a typical maharashtrian girl. So I was wearing a nath(nose ring), chandrakor(bindi) to add on to my look. Mundavlya were tied and the bride was set to go. Yes I was leaving my home to get married to Sandeep. Well but at that time I was so anxious about reaching the hall, my attire that it had not occured to me that my parents were going to give me away to Sandeep and his family on that day.
In the hall I was sitting inside while my parents welcomed other guests. My 'karavlis'(bridesmaids)- Deepashree, Jaitashree, Tanaya were also dressed in nauvari sarees. A big welcome had been planned for Sandeep. At around 10:00 Sandeep came along with his parents, grandfather and his uncles, aunts, cousins who were eagerly waiting to experience a Maharashtrian wedding. Now I wasnt allowed to see Sandeep before the muhurta and thats why his welcome that I am writing about is something I heard from my cousins. As soon as he stepped out from the car, there were men dressed as 'Mavlas' with tutaris. Another mavla held a jewelled umbrella over his head. The entire atmospehere was filled with the music of the tutari and my mom was ready at the door to welcome her 'javai'(son-in-law). The welcome was nothing short of the way a king would have been welcomed.
He was accompanied to the mandap to which my uncle led me to once Sandeep was in his place. There was an 'antarpaat'(cloth) between us so that both of us could not see each other before the final shubhamangal savdhan(but if you see the video you can see Sandeep trying to peep :)). Vaibhav and Varun were holding the antarpaat. The bhadji(priest) started the mangalashtaka. These are small stanzas describing the ceremony and they all end with 'shubhamangal savdhan' at which the relatives and friends present shower 'akshatas'(rice) and flower petals on hte couple. Each stanza end means the time of the muhurta, the exact time at which the wedding takes place is coming nearer. If you ask me what exactly the bhadji was saying, I really dont remember, I just kept looking at Sandeep's thumb that was visible to me and imagining how he would look. I dont even remember what music was playing in hte background, all I could think was about him. Finally the time came, the final savdhan was said and the antarpaat fell. I had to put the garland around him first, but I couldnt help pause just to take a look at him. He too was dressed in traditional Maharashtrian clothes with a 'pitambar', kurta and a tikka on his forehead. All present there showered their blessings on us as we put the garlands. Deepashree was standing with a kalash behind me and she applied water to our eyes. I dont know what that was for. Tanaya and Jaitashree too had to do aarti for us.
Throughout the muhurta time, the bride's mom is not supposed to be present and she later came out for the kanyadaan. I think Kanyadaan is a ceremony all parents wait for and at the same time dread for. The daughter they nurture for years, they are supposed to give away to another person. They give away a part of their heart away and in return all they ask for is the boy's trust and love for their daughter. The bhadji asked Sandeep to place his hands over mine and my mom poured water on his hands. I could almost hear my dad choke as he chanted the mantras the bhadji asked him to. My parents had entrusted me to Sandeep and in return he had to promise to forever be by my side.

Then came the other ceremonies like tying the halkund(turmeric). 5 ladies were then invited in the mandap: mom, kaki, babi atya, chhabi atya and anvaya. They were to witness Sandeep tying the mangalsootra around my neck. Till that time it had just been a piece of jewellery for me. But the moment when Sandeep put it around me I realized it meant more than that. Each gold thread in it signified that I belonged to him for life, it promised of the blissful life that I would have ahead with him by my side, it spoke that I need not have worries cause he would remove all fears I had.
We then had to pay homage to the agni(fire) and put rice flakes in it. While Sandeep was putting ghee in the fire I had to touch Sandeep's hand signifying that I too am participating in the ceremony. I had seen other married females including my mom do that and it was kinda sweet to be doing it for the first time. During all these ceremonies all my friends present were standing in front around the mandap and passing comments. It was actually nice to see the way they all were enthusiastic about each ceremony and I too was so paying attention to what they were saying, that I got scolded by the bhadji for not paying attention to the ceremonies. Sandhya maavshi tied the knot between us and we took feras around the fire.

For the Saptapadi, seven leaves were placed on the ground with rice and betel nut on them. Each signifies needs of life. Sandeep and I had to stand facing each other and as he stepped behind I had to tread on each leaf starting with my right foot. This ceremony blesses the couple that all those needs be fulfilled.

Along with my parents there has been another person in my life who has given me a lot of security and protection. Vaibhav; though my younger brother has always been more like an elder one. He would always keep a check on whom am talkin to, the people I go out with, a darling doting brother who has done everything he can to keep me away from any lurking danger. When I told him about Sandeep two years back, it took him some while to finally believe that Sandeep would take good care of me. Though very supportive about our relationship, he had to make sure that he could entrust his sister to this guy. This was a very funny ceremony where Vaibhav had to wring Sandeep's ear and tell him "you better take good care of my sister". Only when Sandeep gave him his word(read cash :)) did Vaibhav leave Sandeep's ear.

Babi aatya left the knot between us and I changed into a green saree. After that came the back breaking namaskaars to all relatives present there. By then Sandeep and I were both famished and had to do the traditional 'feed each other' before we could actually start eating. While we were relishing the typical Maharashtrian food of shrikhand puri, Sandeep had to take a ukhana. Ukhana is taken traditionally by the bride in which she takes her husband's name in a poetic verse. It was funny seeing Sandeep struggle with Marathi :). After lunch we left for the place where Sandeep was staying with his parents. And naa I didnt cry coz I knew I was to soon return in the evening at the same venue for the fun party.
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