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Friday, September 11, 2009

Chp 263. Wedding Planner: The saga begins!


Today is my last day at work


Yeah, I’m going home this weekend to my sweet paradise Mizoram! Yipeeeeeee. Home sweet home, here I come.

But unlike other vacations, this time it’s going to be different. I’m going home to oversee and arrange my sister’s wedding! So there will definitely be no relaxing and leisure. Instead, it will be one of the most hectic moments of my life.

Meet the wedding planner!

This is something I’ve never done before and it’s going to be an entirely new playground. Of course my uncles, cousins, friends, the KTP (Christian Youth Fellowship) etc are always there for guidance and to help me out, but as it is in our culture, the bulk of the administration and decision making will rest on my head (or so I’m told).

With dad bed-ridden, I will even be giving away my sister at the Church ceremony during the “Here comes the bride” moment. I can’t remember the last time I wore a tux.

Hence I will be starting a series of post entitled “The Wedding Planner” where I will be giving you (if possible, daily) updates on what exactly goes on at a traditional Mizo wedding, and one of inter-cultural, inter-racial ceremony since the groom’s side is English.

For my dear non-Mizo friends, this is a chance for you to see a Mizo wedding. I’ll take you through all the traditions still religiously followed right down to the nitty-gritty of it. Stuff like the custom of sending a Palai (somebody who officially goes to the girl’s side on the groom’s behalf to ask for the daughter’s hand), the bride price exchange etc etc. Even though the guy is English, my folks are adamant on sticking to traditions

It’s not going to be easy for me, but like I said, there are a couple of really close friends I grew up with in my locality (Chaltlang) and we have been inseparable ever since, even though I hardly spend my time in Mizoram.

Here is a recent pic of us, all grown up and fat, but still trying to be young. Lolz. The last time I went home, our local basketball tournament was going on so we participated! We came second. Haha.



The people you see below are the ones who will be helping me out with the wedding. Some of them are already fathers or even divorced, but we still hang out as if nothing has changed between us.



So wish me all the best in this and I assure you, there will be lots of photographs update.

My sister, the one who is getting married, has already reached home. And as always, she bought new Arsenal goodies for me when she landed in Mumbai 3 days ago:


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Thanx @ Shukz babe for the pics. Also, here is me trying to teach Vee about football. But alas, I realized it was hopeless when she asked me if Arsenal’s playing in the World Cup.



So, cheers you guys. I’ll see ya all online once I reach Mizoram. (Yes, apart from all the wedding tasks, I am also taking home office work, so I’ll be dealing with my clients and teams all the way from there through the magic of TATA Indicom photon USB dongle)

Last but not the least, a big congratulations to my brother Jimmy, admin of lawrkhawm, who finally became a father yesterday. He’s not my real bro of course, but I’ve always treated him as one ever since we met online years ago. And he eventually ended up marrying my cousin, so I couldn’t think of a better father for my nephew, except for the fact that Jimmy’s uber fugly. Tahdaaa!