03.12.2011 - 03.12.2011
At 9pm on Saturday night I started to hear the music. I'd just got in to my room after a yummy chicken Biryani and was thinking of settling into my book for a few hours when I became aware of trumpets and drums. Looking out of the window I saw a strange procession of lights making its way very slowly up the road. I was looking down from my 13th floor room but could make out a pair of white horses pulling a wonderfully decorated buggy with someone in it. I decided to investigate further...
Down in the hotel lobby the noise was considerably louder. Once in the street I was engulfed by women in brightly coloured saris and men wearing white or black suits - everyone was dancing! I felt very scruffily dressed in my jeans and polo shirt surrounded by such wonderful silks with gold braid in a cacophony of colour and vowed to buy at least a pretty scarf.
The band were a motley crew of men each in a white costume with a large fan of red and gold on their heads! They looked like rather strange cockerels and sounded about the same!! They looked wonderful in their ill-fitting uniforms with trainers on their feet!
The groom looked suitably nervous and was accompanied in the buggy by four children, the little boy next to him kept poking the girls with a gold stick!
It was a delight to watch and everyone welcomed me with smiles and nods. I asked someone if it was OK to take some photos and they looked puzzled that I should ask - everyone else was - but it seemed only right to ask. The photos are not good as I didn't want to use a flash and everyone was moving so fast with their dancing ... most are a bit blurred!
They drew the groom towards the hotel function room and it is tradition for the brides family to persuade him into the hall. I asked if the bride was in the hall but apparently she stays in her room until the actual ceremony.
After a while I left them to celebrate into the night and took myself of to the bar for a G&T.