Weddings and all that jazz...

The past weekend I managed to drop into a wonderful resort in Lonavla for a dear pal's marriage (he is the first person I know who was born on the same day as me). SiK's wedding gave me another opportunity to soak in the pleasures of a Gujarati wedding experience for the second time this year, after me and SiK himself dropped in Baroda for Ta's wedding. Although I still feel weddings in India are mostly over elaborate, showy affairs held more to satisfy the natural urge of our countrymen to strut in front of their society at large, rather taking away from the simple beauty at the centre of it of two people coming together, it was quite enjoyable. I somehow have never felt very comfortable at large weddings, which is why I mostly stay away from them. But for SiK's I had to make it. Plus it was the chance of a road trip after a long time with TusLun. Avi and Rambo also came along for the ride.
I have to re iterate something I had felt before as well. Gujarati weddings seem to have the best babes in town. These ladies don't just look good, they know how to deck themselves up to keep the temperatures soaring for any hot blooded male. The place seemed to exude a level of sensuality, which I am not really used to at family functions over here. My company for the trip may have just dropped me out of their tour party if I had drooled any more :) . Of course, the food being the most amazing I have had in a wedding for a while was just an added bonus.
As for the function itself, it was pretty good fun. I didn't stay for the actual wedding per se, as we had to leave that night, but this was probably worth it. At least for the sight of seeing SiK breaking out into a jig on the stage as he danced to his beloved's tunes ;) ...