10 February 2007. I think it was. The wedding of our first born.
Aanchal Tyagi weds Gourav Sharma .
And the heavens showered their blessings. In tubfulls.
Accompanied by drums and bongos. Read thunder.
And scintillating lights. Read lightening.
The first and last 10th of February that it rained.
The pristine gold and cream gazebos crumpled and leaked, the food became flush with curry. The tremendous army brass band packed up and left after attempting to stand their ground under billions of tonnes of water cascading on their heads.
The mandap had to be shifted to the 1st floor to prevent the dulha - dulhan from drowning. There too, right atop the mandap, a lintel on the roof opened up and the pheras were held under umbrellas inside the house.
The guests to the reception at the race club got blown to neighbouring rooftops, and had to be rescued from the chimneys they were clinging on to. Our sarees were around our ears. So we couldn't see them.
You will all understand why the day and date is a cloudy dim bedraggled memory.
Cut to 9 years later.
4 May 2016. The awesomely blessed couple went to get their marriage registered in Delhi. As they held the marriage certificate, and solemnized their liason.. There was thunder, lightening, and raindrops in surround sound there. And here.
Today 4th May 2018 happens to be the 3rd Anniversary of Registered marriage day.
There is thunder rolling in the dark skies and bushels of fat raindrops coming down ❤️
Blessings upon you, my children ☺
Happy Formal Wedding Day.
#StormAhoy
#RaindropsBouncingInCelebration
#HailstonesWaitingTheirTurnUpAbove
Aanchal Tyagi weds Gourav Sharma .
And the heavens showered their blessings. In tubfulls.
Accompanied by drums and bongos. Read thunder.
And scintillating lights. Read lightening.
The first and last 10th of February that it rained.
The pristine gold and cream gazebos crumpled and leaked, the food became flush with curry. The tremendous army brass band packed up and left after attempting to stand their ground under billions of tonnes of water cascading on their heads.
The mandap had to be shifted to the 1st floor to prevent the dulha - dulhan from drowning. There too, right atop the mandap, a lintel on the roof opened up and the pheras were held under umbrellas inside the house.
The guests to the reception at the race club got blown to neighbouring rooftops, and had to be rescued from the chimneys they were clinging on to. Our sarees were around our ears. So we couldn't see them.
You will all understand why the day and date is a cloudy dim bedraggled memory.
Cut to 9 years later.
4 May 2016. The awesomely blessed couple went to get their marriage registered in Delhi. As they held the marriage certificate, and solemnized their liason.. There was thunder, lightening, and raindrops in surround sound there. And here.
Today 4th May 2018 happens to be the 3rd Anniversary of Registered marriage day.
There is thunder rolling in the dark skies and bushels of fat raindrops coming down ❤️
Blessings upon you, my children ☺
Happy Formal Wedding Day.
#StormAhoy
#RaindropsBouncingInCelebration
#HailstonesWaitingTheirTurnUpAbove
