The Big, Fat Indian Wedding

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tablaRead the phrase “wedding bells” somewhere

And all of a sudden, out of nowhere

An extraordinary urge gripped me

To attend an Indian wedding, and see

Fine silks and jewelry opulently displayed

A profusion of colors, in every hue and shade

Food and drink flowing in quantities that appear

Limitless, for guests to gorge on without fear

Of being judged, because the wedding big and fat

Is an occasion meant to do exactly that

Music blaring in the background, decibels high

Guests dancing with abandon under the night sky

Where time is a concept subject to individual

Interpretation, arriving late is nothing unusual

Where an atmosphere of gaiety pervades the air

But undercurrents of drama are standard fare

 

 

I could go on and on, without a mention

Of the bride and the groom, that is a separate section

But when I crave the excitement of an event social

Nothing beats the Indian wedding in this world!

 

 

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