That is 54 days of being married. And 35 days in a new country.
One question I keep getting asked is “How’s married life!” I have tried all sorts of answers- witty to funny to sober to sarcastic and finally we stand at “married life is nothing like being married at all. hahahaha.” Later I figured people ask this question simply because “How’s sex life!” is against Indian culture. I keep telling husband (i am feeling shy) that I do not feel like I have gotten myself a husband. He nodded and agreed a couple of times “yeah, can’t believe we are married!” After a week of this charade, and yet again me telling him “I CANNOT BELIEVE WE ARE MARRIED OMGG” during one of my calmest moments, he told me that perhaps wearing the thaali would remind me of being married? The first week that I wore it, the thaali kept falling on my face when I was asleep and I was swatting my face thinking it was a mosquito.
Our wedding was super fun with close friends and family (amounting close to 4000 people only/-) and I had at the least of 10 people telling me that I was a super calm bride. All I had to do was smile at strangers, ask them not to exit the premises without ingesting food, say vanakkam like Nirmala Periyasamy and get excited when people commented on my choice of sari or hairstyle. The groom, not so much. I was told that he was so tensed he could have tied the thaali to his uncle’s neck, which was behind mine.
We had a cool candid photographer who did not ask us to pose at all. There are so many candid photographs floating on Facebook and you can really tell how the picture was taken- “hey groom, kiss the bride. a little to your left please. hey bride, close your eyes and take it all in. hey paatis, put hands on your mouth and act all shocked. what do you mean you’re not shocked paati? c’mon i insist.” Wonder what is so candid about this & how different it is from the traditional photographers who ask you to pose with the groom’s blazer on your arm, like it is some clothes hanger.
I am taking a poll on the blog, dear readers. And I would really value your advice, after all you’re the stars here.
Every other married person seems to have a blog name for their spouse. How do you suppose I call my husband for the blog?
A. hugsby
B. chellamechellam (CC)
C. the husband (the husband. the wife. the nonsense. the pet peeve.)
or the most horrifying one of them all-
D. roommate
I really hope for the well-being of our family that he doesn’t read this post.
I am off to bake a cake, take photos of the cake, eat it and watch a situational movie whilst doing so- Thaali Pudusu- starring my all time favorite hero Ramki. ‘Cause that’s what we do.