Okay, obviously this is not a picture of Ms. Kuarzy and Raj, it's me and Sara, but let me tell you Raj and Kuarzy were such a beautiful couple. She was like a sparkly jewel and Raj was like a prince! Seriously, he had a feather and a sword and everything! Unfortunately we weren't able to get a picture of the happy couple, but as there were plenty of photographers I'm sure we'll be able to get some eventually. And as Kuarzy is a loyal maghanoy.com reader I'm sure she'll be happy to give photographic evidence of her and Raj's special day. And I assure you that all her friends that were privileged to be there can attest that it was wonderful to see Kuarzy and Raj get married! So here are my impressions of Vega's traditional Sikh wedding...
1) Obviously we borrowed some clothes from Kuarzy. Here we are attempting to be proper with our head scarves and everything. Thing is, the fabric is really slippery, I was feeling a little worried about the "keep your head covered" thing except that we noticed that everybody else was constantly adjusting theirs too! Big relief for the non-Indians in the house.
2) All the women dressed in beautiful, bright sparkly clothes. And as everyone should know, I am a big supporter of bright sparkly clothes. I think the outfits are called salwar kamis, but I'm not at all sure of that. In fact I might have totally invented that word myself, it wouldn't be the first time. Anyways everybody wears VERY pretty clothes and covers their heads and sits together in the temple and honestly the first thing that came to my mind was that it looked like rows and rows of yummy ice cream. I'm sure a jewelry box would be a more appropriate metaphor, but seriously all I could think of was ice cream.
3) At a Sikh wedding you get both a breakfast/tea meal called milni and lunch! One wedding, two meals! What a deal! It was a veritable Samosa garden.
4) Also you get crazy aunts. I was trying to throw a cup away and I was intercepted by somebody who may or may not have been related to Kuarzy, I didn't recognize her, anyways she was trying to tell me something, but my lack of speaking Punjabi was a rather significant barrier. Finally she got irritated, grabbed my cup and walked off with it. To where, I have no idea! Anyways, people yelling at me in foreign languages is not a new experience, in a way I feel it was quite homey, and most importantly good blog fodder.
5) Did I mention how beautiful Kuarzy was?
Still no word from the court, but we should find out soon.
Arnold found out today that he passed the BCLAD test! What a man!
8 days left of this semester, praise be to God that it's almost over!