Come winter and the air around echoes vows of matrimony. Driving down to a Wedding Reception, I encountered several occasions on the way. Wedding songs played vociferously in the background as I ogled at a herd of dancing people- fat and thin, married and single, teenagers and middle aged couples, oldies and toddlers bejeweled in shimmer and brocade. As I walked through the wedding venue, it was illuminated to match the glow on the faces of the bride and groom, the array of ambrosia competed with the sugary compliments received by the couple and the salt in the food equaled the cribbing and complaints that asserted a spicy presence in the otherwise syrupy ambience.
Amidst the sky that was crammed with lights and the glimmer that was bent to engulf the earth, it seemed a special time for the groom and the bride who hopscotched feelings of anticipation and ambiguity in a convoluted blend. I watched a visual echo, or may be only another version of almost every couple’s saga, from a distance in sheer delight. As the bride’s bangles messed with some naughty sequins in her impressive ochre attire, she nervously looked down struggled to sort out the jumble. It was just then that the groom who had smilingly been watching her helped her iron out her worries chivalrously and rested her quivering hands in his. The look they exchanged was a precursor to a commitment they had made a while ago for a lifetime. Like every young dreaming woman, I presume she too had nourished herself on a dream for a partner who first lets her solve her own troubles, intervene when she needs him and finally clasps her hand tight in his, assuring nothing ever went wrong.
Wedding…a beautiful time when a ‘forever to be’ couple graciously stands at the threshold of feelings of independence, togetherness and beginnings. It’s only them and them alone who decipher every strand of word in vows they proclaim. As they step into a world that’s first theirs, with an exchange of looks and clasp of hands they coyly plan a satiating décor that comforts them!
