My son’s Wedding Bell. (December 27, 2014)
Saturday, December 27, 2014 was the big day for my son Jibesh
Advani and his fiancée Rachna Khetri as they
had been planning for the last one year. No doubt this is the big day
for all the family members too, because all had come to Toronto from all over
the state to attend the wedding.
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Figure 1A Meera, Jyoti, Jamuna
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Figure 2 Jamuna with Lata, Jibesh,
Shobha
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The mini bus took all the guests to the Elite Bouquet Hall at
1850 Albion Road. The decoration along with the setup of the hall was
superb and done very artistically.
Jyoti, Meera and I were there earlier as my son the groom had to be there
before everyone turns up. The kids Gavin, Brayden and Saaya also came with us.
The bride’s make up room was too small and hence we all were trying to
accommodate at the hall way and around it, taking seats at the available chairs
at the entrance.
The decoration at the hall and the wedding pandal was beyond
imagination. A bit of cream color touch and shiny ingrates made it more
decorative and elegant. All the guests were to be ushered to their assigned
tables by Bianca and Saaya at the entrance to the hall. Brayden also helped the
guests to enjoy the snacks and drinks arranged at the corner of the hall. The Pandal
(where the priests performs rituals for the wedding} an enclosure at the end of
the hall’s right hand side was artistically decorated with white lacy fabrics and in the middle of it,
the two chairs for the bride and the groom.
The other side was for the groom and bride’s mothers and aunt. At the
opposite side was for the three kids and the priest who conducted the rituals
for the wedding.
Figure 3Jibesh putting garland on
Rachna
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Figure 4 groom and bride ready for
the wedding
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The oath was taken by both groom and bride in
front of the lighted fire by going around it three times. Then later both had
to step on seven pan petals declaring their live in health and sickness
together until death.
Figure 5groom's mom welcoming the
bride
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I was also
dragged to the floor and hence joined the group. My second daughter Shobha was
initiating for the dance and I followed her to join the group of dancers
already on the floor. My son’s friends, some of them who were
Canadians wearing Indian outfits for the occasion were having
fun. As a mother, my heart swelled with happiness. Most of the guests stayed
till 12 midnight which was the time limit allowed for the wedding at the venue.
Almost everyone left and our family members only were waiting for the limousine
to come and pick us all back to the hotel and home. One of my son’s friend was
not leaving as he was excited talking to Jibesh after few drinks. Finally we
could say good night to him and we could get back home in our vehicle.
A poem
for the newly married couple:
The second chance of love and happiness
Now found in my son’s life,
The broken string of vows of a married life
Which laid shattered, and scattered, while
Innocent kids hanging loose,
Revealing in their eyes, trauma and sadness
Now healed with time and love.
As the universe embraces them
Into a future of eternal hope and love
Holding
hands together
Vows taken
to the spirit of life
“The Fire”
A promise
for their future live,
A new year
and a new oath taken on this day,
While their
kids and all others ring the bell of happiness.
A mother’s cry of happiness can be reckoned
As her only son now relieved from the
Four walls
of grief and sorrow
His broken heart now healed
A newly
found love in his life
Tying a
fresh new knot
For a family
life filled with peace and happiness.
As a mother,
I breathe in the echoes of it
Then breath
out eternal blessings
To the newly
married couple.
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