My new family

Families are the compass that guide us. They are the inspiration to reach great heights, and our comfort when we occasionally falter.

I am truly been blessed with such loving in laws. I have always heard ugly stories about in laws and how they make a bride's life miserable after the wedding. This was the reason I never wanted to get married because I felt it was all not worth it. But as people say, there are still nice people in this world the only thing is finding them and loving them. I found a gem of a husband and more so equally gems as in laws. May we all remain a happy family for the rest of our lives and may we resolve all our problems, conflicts in a harmonious way. Waheguru.

Well that was our wedding. I hope I haven't left behind anything and if n when i realise I have i shall proceed to update them slowly but surely. When i started this blog it was to document our impending marriage but now i want this blog to be a document of our live together so that we can proudly show it to our kids one day and let them read what they missed out on. So this will be a blog of our lives from now on.

In family life, love is the oil that eases friction, the cement that binds closer together, and the music that brings harmony. To us, family means putting your arms around each other and being there

Wedding Day 4 8th March 5pm to 7pm Temple function @PJ Gurdwara

Laughter bonds people. Anyone will tell you that laughter is the shortest distance between people — especially in a marriage.

The next day was spent at my in laws and everyone was busy preparing for the evening temple function that was scheduled from 5pm to 7pm at Petaling Jaya Gurdwara Sahib. I was sent back to the hotel for my make up which was going on from 3pm till 4.30pm. I swear in my 30 years of life I have never applied so much make up as I have in these 3 days of my wedding. Anyways once I got the make up out of the way mu hubby was also all ready to move to the temple so we went home to fetch mum and d kids who were to ride with us and went to the temple. The programme was a very nice, sweet and simple programme after which we were brought to the back of the temple and it was time for the my hubby's side relatives to have a dekko at me. Heheheh! I felt like a doll in a glass panel! After dinner we went home to relax and chat before finally retiring for the night.

Wedding Day 3 7th March Arrival of Doli in KL

4 hours later the doli arrived back at my in laws place in Petaling Jaya. I was given a traditional sent off from my house and also a very traditional welcome at my in laws house. As my hubby and me walked into the porch, I set my eyes on a beautiful two tier royal icing cake which was decorated with red roses and adorned with a bride and a groom on top. Needless to say my in laws were happy to see both of us back. I had a tearful send off at my place and here I got a tearful reception as my mum in law cried when she ushered us into the house. Festivities carried on till late up until my husband looked as if he wd collapse into sleep sitting on the chair. After all that were supposed to be done completed, we were asked to go and retire for the nite. I am still amused at my husband reactions when I attempted to take off my scarf (that heavy 1 ton veil of mine). He was amazed at he number of pins I was pulling out of my head and there came a point he told me 'enough la how many pins u gonna pull out from your head?'. I counted there were more than 40 pins stuck into my head and once all those came off so did the 1 tonne veil which I proceeded to put on my husband's head. All he could say was 'aiyo so heavy a?' Heheheheheh he is so cute!

Wedding day 3 7th March: Saagan n Vidaai

After the lunch I was brought home by my brother and my hubby was to arrive in his wedding car for the next planned event that was the sagan before the vidaai. The sagan was proceeded smoothly. However there was not one dry eye at home when my father hugged me and broke down. I can never see my father crying and this caused me to cry like a baby. My tears just refused to stop even as my father sat by my side I was still bawling like a baby. I knew my dad was going to cry but I never imagined it will be this much. Anyways my aunt commented that I cried a lot during my departure. I guess so cause although I am a stone's throw away from my parents deep down inside my heart I know things are never gonna be the same again. I had gone from becoming their daughter to a wife. It was a journey I had to make. Right from the day I was born i guess they knew this but its always difficult letting go I guess. The doli left at 4pm from my residence after which my brother (whom took a bet with me that he wont cry) hugged my mother and cried. He lost the bet!

Wedding Day 3: 7th March 1.30pm Lunch @ RJCC

We had actually very little time to recover from event and we were whisked away for the next planned event. Immediately after the ceremony we had to get back to RJCC where we were to go and have a few outdoor snaps with out wedding costume. I taught that would have taken just a while but we were actually held up with that way past one. Our lunch invitation was for one pm but one phone call to my dad rectified that and her said its ok call me when u r ready to walk in. Well after battling with the gruelling heat of Johor Bahru outside RJCC i was just relieved to be made to sit in the waiting lounge where there was air conditioning and I was sure I wont melt more than I already have. Whilst waiting for my hubby to do his shaving act I was accompanied by my mamiji and my masi who were chaperoning me whilst I cooled of my heels. Was just waiting to kick the shoes off my feet as they were starting to bite the beejepers of my foot. Anyways one by one the janjis passed me on their way to the hall for lunch. In the meantime my hubby had done all his shaving and was back at my side. We waited for a while till all the janjis had taken their place in the hall and then the time came for us to make out grand entry. The beat of the dhol, the shower of the flowers, the flash bulbs in our eyes and the smiling faces was all that I cd remember. I cant even remember who's who was there lined up to throw flowers on us. A long line of flowers throwers and a lot of flower petals (1kg to be exact) later we arrived at the main table to be given a sumptuous meal. I don't know about my husband but I was really not hungry and still had butterflies in my stomach thinking that the day we had planned for the past 6 months was halfway thru. Then came the time to make a mark on the wedding cake of ours. The magnificant 3 tier cake baked by aunty mary was just beautiful. I felt so sad to actually make a mark on such a wonderful cake but nevertheless did it anyways. Aftetr that we went around every table meeting my guest who came as far as Sungai Petani to be part of my happy day!

Wedding Day 3: 7th March Wedding Day 10pm Gurdwara Sahib JB

Would anyone believe that I had only 2 hours of sleep prior to my wedding day. Thanks to my make up specialist this did not show in my eyes at all. I slept at 3am and was up by 5am awaiting my make up specialist to start working her wonders on me. I was a bit nervous that under such a heavy veil I will sure sweat extra and my make up wont hold. But to my surprise my make up actually held till I started crying before the departure of the doli from my parents house. Whilst I was going thru the rig moral of getting my face pancaked, my husband was much luckier as he had time to sit and share some light moments with his best man whilst waiting to be escorted to the temple. Needless to say he was escorted to the temple together with the wedding party way before me. Well I was made to get ready by 8.30am and by 9am I was whisked out of my house and well on the way to temple in my dad's car which was driven by my brother. I could not believe my eyes when I got down at the temple grounds, there were so many of my friends and relatives waiting to get a glimpse of me in my wedding suits. I saw broad smiles and thumbs up being shown to me indicating the one thing that I feared the most ( my make up being a disaster) had not happened. This gave me extra confidence. My pretty flower girls my nieces Ashviny and Simran set the pace for me walking in front of me with their cute flower baskets as I was ushered into the temple by my brother and sister in law by my side followed by a host of relatives and friends who had taken time off their busy Saturday schedules to accompany me and witness my marriage. Everyone keeps telling me that the highlight of the wedding was the four round lavan taken by my husband and myself where the end of the of the fourth round signifies that we are now man and wife and our union witnessed by God. To this day that 4 rounds are still a blur to me as I was high with the happiness of finding my soul mate. I am waiting to watch the video of this highlight to make me believe that this actually happened. Its still a dream to me if you ask me.

More soon!

Wedding Day 2: 6th March 8pm (RJCC) Jaimala & Jago

Dressed in my red saree, my make up aunty did a wonderful job for my make up and hairdo. Everyone said I looked so different. Unfortunately everyone was so busy enjoying themselves I have very limited pictures of dis night. I am waiting for my photographer to return the pics to me so that I can pick the best and successfully update my blog. The janj arrived at 8pm to the hall. I was given strict instructions to became scarce from the hall when the janj arrived so all i heard was the rousing welcome the dholi's were giving the janj but could not sneak any peak of what actually was happening until the janjj reached the main table n I saw my husband being lead in by his host of relatives. This time he had donned a maroon turban with a maroon colour sherwani with a creme maroon shawl. Needless to say he was dashing as I have always told him he has the height to pull off that get up. Now I hope he believes me! Anyways cut to the chase. My husband and I were asked to come up to the stage for the jaimala. Thank god we were accompanied by all our relatives because i can't tell you and you most certainly can't imagine how odd it was standing in the centre of the stage whilst a sea of people having both their eyes on you. Talk about uncomfort then this was definitely it. The significance of this event was when my hubby put the sindoor on me and we exchanged garlands. I will never forget the kiss he gave me on stage. My hubby being a private person is normally not fond of showing his affections in public so that kiss came as a surprise to me totally. After the ceremony I was requested by my husband's sister to join them at the main table for dinner. The first I have ever seen where the bride is requested by her in laws to be seated together with them on the main table with her husband prior to the wedding ceremony.










My wedding also saw more first. I think this is the first time in any wedding history that the boy side and the girl side has combined their jago ( a pot traditionally adorned with candles which is meant to be carried on the head by a relative to and ladies dance around them to entertain the wedding party). We decided to break tradition and my husband's side brought their jaago down also so u can imagine the double fun had by all. My husband's niece Melinder dressed up like a man and what a cute man she made with her fake beard n turban. I hope my photographer got a shot of her! I again managed to make my husband shake a leg and this time went one step further and got his best man Jagdesh to shake a leg also. He and my husband really set the floor on fire. Its was heart warming to see both families on stage dancing. Our jaago had the symbolic message that this was not only the coming together/combination of 2 jaago but it was also the combination/coming together of 2 families. Wanna see how much fun we all had well..... you either had to be there to witness it because even pictures couldn't do justice to the fun had by all but still here are the pictures.


Till my next update......ciow!

Wedding Day 2: 6th March 5pm Arrival of Baraat/ Milni

The morning the janj was to arrive was a busy morning for everyone. All my relatives were busy arranging the tables and chairs for tea time. Some were given tasks outside home to do. Simply put it was chaos with music blaring and mouth moving. Anyways at 1pm I saw a broad smile on my father's face as he welcomed his two estranged sisters and brother in law, nepehw, niece in laws and their children into the house. He had not seen them for 8 years due to a misunderstanding. I am glad that my wedding worked as a platform to bring them back together and make my father happy. Life is short.

One by one all my relatives and friends arrived and all were anxious to see the janj and more so to see the groom. The janj arrived at 5pm and were welcomed by dhol and with lots of shor. Needless to say once someone said janj is here everyone at my place stood at attention and some tip toed just to get a glance at the groom. Dressed to kill in a navy blue sherwani and yellow turban and sehra was the smart groom hiding behind his equally smartly dressed best man. I have to admit here I had never imagined that my husband will look so good in a turban and beard. This is the same thing everyone had been telling me once my cousin took off the sehra for him once he sat for tea. I was not allowed to come in front of him so all I did was peak thru windows and the shoulder of my make up aunty who tried her best to cover me as I sneaked a peak. Wow he looked good. After witnessing all this I was whisk away by make up aunty to start preparing for my jaimala at Royal Johor Country Club at night at 8pm so I have no idea what happen after i went up. I will have to see the video to know what else transpired while I was applying grease paint on my face.

Wedding Day 1: 5th March 8pm Chuda

Chuda is a ceremony where my mama & mami will put the wedding bangles in my hand. These bangles are dipped in milk and then proceeded to be put slowly in my hand. I choose a red bangle set as my wedding suit was red. ( I decided to go traditional and wear all red for my wedding rather than pink or gold). Incidentally my mum in law also choose a red suit for my to wear during my temple ceremony that is was scheduled on 8th March 2009 from 5pm to 7pm. will blog about that as the days go on but for right now back to my chuda.
I was adorned with a red suit and had decided to wear the jewellery set that my masi had brought all the way from me from England. After which my mama & mami put a scarf on my head as a sign of blessings. After this my mama proceeded to put the bangles on my hand while my mamiji assisted him. He did such a fine job the bangles did not cut me at all.

The most emotional moment of the night was when my dad hugged me and cried after the bangle ceremony was over. He made not only me but everyone cry. Not one person I can vouch had a dry eye after witnessing the moment between a father and his daughter. A moment of happiness, pride and sorrow all mixed together in a blender of emotions. After all that was a little dancing sessions and for the first time i got my father to hold my hands and dance. I can proudly say no one have ever managed that. Well after this I think I can call my self the dancing expert as I have so far managed to cajole my husband and father to dance. Incidentally both of them share the same birth month and are born only one day apart ( dad 20th October, Hubby 21st October) so safe to say they share the same characteristics. Another highlight of the night was when my nephew burst out crying as if someone had whacked him silly. All because my mamji had put mehndi on his hand when he brought his hand forward and after he washed it off and the colour refused to go off he cried like a baby. Thank god he fast forgot about it but he was a sight walking around with his hand high as if it was hurt. How we all laughed at this.

After all the revelry everyone was just dying to retire early as it has been a pretty hectic day and tom is equally hectic.