When Vinay ate Shaadi ka Laddoo Part-1

Shaadi ka laddu
ˈlʌduː/
noun
noun: shaadi ka laddoo
an Indian sweet made from a mixture of several rituals, ceremonies, whose shape is hard to define. The sweet has multiple layers. The top layer is sweetest which converts to bitterness in gradient towards its core. Those who dont eat it have a long wish to have it, and who does wishes he never had eaten it.

Vinay was in a phase to have a wish to eat it. This is a blog about the unfolding story of Vinay eating that laddoo.
Since Vinay is my nephew-in-law it was natural for him to be energetic, smart, intelligent and good looking ;) . Buddy made sure that the wedding should be something to be remembered for ages, he was successful and how.

The bride hunting finally came to an end when these two people (Vinay and Sushma) started to like each other and agreed to see each other's face first thing in morning, everyday, for life.

To celebrate this determination we were invited, and how can I miss this golden opportunity to witness the sacrifice.
Main character of this play were Akshitha (my sis-in-law), Nayana (niece-in-law), Deepa (co-sis-in-law), Chinmaya (brother-in-law) Chakravarty (nephew-in-law), Nishanth (nephew-in-law) Dhavala (niece-in-law), Jayant (nephew-in-law), Meghana (niece-in-law), 5 yrs old Vijeta  (niece-in-law), Giri (co-brother-in-law), Reshma (niece-in-law), Bhagya (sis-in-law) and last but not the least and certainly the most important Vinay(nephew-in-law) and now his wife Sushma.

Nevertheless, cut the crap. After 380 kms of treachorous driving in Bangalore-shimoga-siddapur hwy with same song played countless times, infinite milestones, trucks, cattles, goat, dogs, tea, coffee, and sleeping in-laws as companion in the car to make me self-talking we managed to reach Siddapur after noon.
After a warm welcome and hogging good food we were back to business. It was Vinay's naandi ritual. Naandi ritual is bascially sentencing the punishment and reminding the groom a very simple line- 'Dude you are done!'.

Vinay did not want to leave a chance and he was all set to put anything on his face to make him look, lets say, more beautiful. So the ladies managed to trap him and convinced him to get banana pulp massaged on his face. This seems makes the skin soft, glowy and pink.

Since Vinay's face was an experimental ground, no one was leaving an opportunity to put up their idea. Passers-by like Uncle who was assigned outdoor work too wanted to validate his recommendation, which was hushed away immediately.

He sulked and went to bed leaving his work

Ajji (grandma) was suspicous about me, she might have been thinking that I am hired photographer who steals jewellery too.

And the result of experiment- A new goat ready to be sacrificed.

Crown readied for the gutsy fellow

Next was mehendi fest. Basically during mehendi all unmarried ladies inherently imagine their own wedding day with mehendi on their hands and the married ladies recall theirs. Bottom line is, none are present mentally since everyone is lost in their own world. And are confused about the behavior of ladies.

It is believed that the redness of henna determines how much love a lady will get from her hubby. There are cheat codes to make henna leave more redness, one of them is putting lemon water over it. Ladies begging for few drops of Lemon water

I mean look at the sheer happiness

Hallucination was a state where the groom was also in. Look at the face at guess what might be going on in his  mind. I tried but could not guess a thing. Looks like the banana facial did work.

Idle brothers, Uncles, grandads, gets to do petty chores like this.

This is end of Part-1. Goto Part-2