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The wedding season is in full swing in the country as can be seen through the wedding selfies, pictures and videos flooding our facebook, Insta and Snapchat. While in the rest of the world, winters is all about long quiet nights in cozy beds and hot chocolate, but in Pakistan, it is marked as the official wedding season. I still remember at many of my childhood weddings, how I always had a big fat high-neck sweater under my ‘bling bling’ shadi clothes. Though that wasn’t because I was very cold but because my mom was cold. Hehe. And now at the age where too old for a sweater underneath, and can’t take a shawl over the dress either because that makes me feel like an aunty. Gosh, the struggle is real. Lol.
Pakistani weddings, full of colors and celebration are definitely not a one day event, but the festivities last for at least a week, if not more. Starting from the bridal shower where usually the bride’s friends arrange an all-girls event with some amazing themed décor and of course the cake, to the days of dance practices for preparing perfectly synchronized dances for the mehndi. Then there are the dholkis where all the females of the khandaan, young and old alike, from cousins, khalas, mamis and phupos to naani and daadi gather around the dholak singing songs together, playing the beat of the song on the dholak and complementing it with their clapping. Then comes the mayun, mehndi and finally and the Baraat and Walima.
An interesting highlight of the Pakistani weddings is those annoying rishta hunting aunties. Checking around every single unmarried girl, asking her details and analyzing her from head to toe, weddings offer them a chance to hunt for the perfect bahu for their bachelor sons. And trust me, things can get pretty serious and dangerous so better stay away. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. 😀
And then there is the food competition on who can build a bigger food mountain on his plate. As soon as the highly awaited dinner is announced (Roti khul gae), battles break out as the ‘otherwise highly sophisticated’ people completely forget the little something called patience and have to be the first one to get their plate filled, no matter how many people they have to push away in pursuit of this victory. And to top it off, they don’t finish even half the food on their plate. Yeah right, all is fair where free food is involved. Duh!
And then there is mostly this one girl, newly married, dressed up like a bride. Flaunting around in her bridal dress, adorned with the heavy jewelry and makeup, she looks almost like a bride. Yes we get it, you just recently got married and couldn’t see your bridal jora lying around wasted, but Duh! This is the bride’s day! How about you let her steal the limelight for today at least. You can go home and wear your jora for however long you want to.
And there’s usually one relative who feels like the wedding isn’t complete without a little drama. So she (it’s mostly a she) takes on this task and gets mad saying stuff like ‘Humein tou koi puchta hi ni’ because nobody invited them on stage for a picture with the bride and groom. How could the evil photographer take pictures without their esteemed presence on stage! Or else they’d get mad because the hosts, leaving aside all important tasks, didn’t come up to their table to invite them for food. How could the hosts even think of doing this! And if they find no other excuse, they’d simply get mad because you didn’t invite them at your phupi’s daughter’s neighbor’s wedding.