shank was here for his sister pratima’s wedding. went to receive him and isabell, his girlfriend, at the airport.
the days after that were a whirlwind. i had taken up some freelance work, was caught up with work, the wedding happened in a flash, and just like that, shank and izzy were back to canada and germany respectively. wish i could’ve got more time with everyone.
pics from it all…
shank and izzy at gateway. the mandatory ‘town’ trip. met up with them after their visit to the museum. mad crowd everywhere. and the standard 3 questions from izzy:
why does everyone stare so much?
why do men (and women!!) touch their crotches all the time?
why do grown men walk holding hands, in spite of not being gay?
well, russell peters seems to have answered all those in his ‘outsourced’. that apart, we ambled along to gateway, only to be confronted with half the population of the city gathered there for a protest to the recent gang-rape in delhi. we made a hasty retreat in danger of being pushed right into the sea by the crowd.
shank, who i never could imagine getting ‘couple pics’ –
walked a bit and took a cab to chowpatty. stuffed ourselves with some good old south indian fare.
then came the walk to the beach.
crowd again. add a creep trying to get his picture taken with izzy by a creepier looking uncle, that too without her permission or knowledge, and your essential bombay experience is complete!
went home exhausted, tired, sleepy, all of which have just one word in german – müde.
everyone came home for dinner, including the bride-to-be pratima, a few days before the wedding. gifts were exchanged, along with the general chatter.
then aai got out her sarees, it was pandemonium! the fact that the girls spent an hour unfolding and folding about three dozen sarees for an hour, and gawking at each one of them, is testimony to the fact that my mother has some seriously good sarees.
well, then, the day after or so was the wedding. small affair, quickly done. izzy still found it too elaborate. naturally so. this was her first indian wedding, and as goes for all things indian, you can never be truly prepared.
i used the tamron 28-200 for the wedding. found that it treats light very differently. this shot is straight out of camera. it imparts a film-like feel to the image, which i like very muchos.
pratima’s in new zealand. shank in canada and izzy’s back to germany.
that’s why i like weddings so much. it is an occasion for everyone to come together. it offers that one chance for grandmothers to marvel at how big their grandchildren have become, for aunties to gossip about increasing waistlines, for men of the family to sit around and discuss realty rates and politics, and for the kids to know their cousins, especially that one who eats flowers.
mine’s coming up in november this year. wondering whether i should take photos myself…