Let me tell you a little about this wedding that I may have failed to mention. My (very white) brother married an Indian girl who hails from a strong Hindu background. This was not going to be one of your traditional white weddings. In fact, white is the color associated with death.
Sruthi's family (to be fair, the friend and family line is rather blurry) were so accommodating, and explained all the different steps so that Scott's family knew what they were getting themselves into. There was so much tradition behind everything, it was just plain fun!
S&S were married on Saturday afternoon, however there were many events leading up to it. The first was Scott's puja on Thursday morning. The idea is that the brides family arrives at the groom's family's home bearing gifts. The grooms family borrowed a house, and awaited the procession. The brides family arrived, bearing gifts (please take our daughter!).
Scott was then cleansed with turmeric, meaning he was slathered in it from head to toe. By the by, turmeric stains. Bad. All the ladies then lined up, and rubbed rice in his hair, and may have spit as well (I can't quite remember!). The idea was to cleanse him, then offer him blessings.
Touching/kissing the feet is a sign of utmost respect.
Amelia gettin' her bindi on!
Trying, again, to make sure Celisse didn't get left out!
Doesn't he look cleansed and pure?
Scott is then to shower, throw away the clothes he was wearing, and put on a his indian outfit. It's cream, not white, in case you were going to ask. There was then a ceremony where the brides family presented the grooms family with gifts. We were presented with the clothes that we were to wear to the wedding. So lovely.
Here is Scott's to-be's: LtoR, her brother Changdon, Sruthi, the white boy, Mom and Dad. They are all, truly, delightful people.
Celisse milking the Grandma time . . . .
But really, this was her a good portion of the time.
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