December 28th, 2013 was a different day for me. At 11:am in the morning, my mother woke me up with a great good lecture. I was late for the church to attend my friend’s Marriage ceremony, so naturally I ran to washroom with the bullet speed.
And got out the same moment. With the bullet speed of course. There was no hot water to take bath with. Masha Allah!
Freezing, yelling, I managed to get fresh, put on my white dress, do quick make up and jump into heels which I literally hate wearing but have to for the sake of “Getting dressed well”.
The day was here. The big day When I was to witness a Christian wedding in a Church I had never seen before from the inside. Having no decent camera to shoot with, I counted big time on my cell.
The loyal battery died right on the spot.
My Muslim friend picked me up from my home around 1:30. Heck! We were late. Reached Church at 2:am. Heck again! The bride was late. Ceremony started around 3:30. Heck LOL! Father of the Church was also late.
Dear Ladies & Gentlemen! That’s how Pakistanis wedding start – regardless of their different religious affiliations.
Everything was really new. And some moments were funny as hell. When father asked the Groom to show consent for the marriage whether he accepts the bride or not, The Groom bhai was totally confused and in that innocent confusion he babbled, “Kia kehna hai?”
The bride couldn’t control her laughter at this point, neither could we all. They were after all, cousins. Not strangers.
These are the photos from the wedding, That I hope you all enjoy. I can’t upload all the pictures as they are private but these few glimpses are sure going to make you smile I tried to capture the architectural marvels of the Church for you guys but it was bit hard with the camera that I had in hand. But You would be able to see the glass paint work in one of the pictures where they have painted Jesus a.s as per their imagination on a cross.
“You can kiss the bride now” , didn’t happen. On the bright side, I did end up catching the flower bouquet of the bride though, which you often see in Movies how the bride throws off her bouquet at the girls to catch of course. Heck. I was more worried about getting injured instead.
It was Hilarious! Everyone shouted for me to catch it. For my mother it was more like a matter of life and death. “YOU HAVE TO CATCH IT, PERVISHA! You HAVE to!” … ah yes mom.
It was a beautiful day. Both looked great. I saw my shy friend getting married and even though only me and my other friend along with our moms were the only Muslims present there, There wasn’t any awkwardness in the environment. I realized, marriage no matter where it happens, is a touching ceremony in one’s life.
There was laughter, joy, love and anticipation for lunch.
Now I wanna attend the weddings of Jews, Parsi and Hindus. I want to see how things are done in their culture. Its a very informative experience. Trust me.