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The Grand Finale to the Big Fat Indian Wedding started out with the Baraat for Bob.  The groom lead his family and friends in a procession to the ceremony.  We all danced around while Bob rode in on a very large white horse.  Lots of music and dancing (and sweating -it was 95 F and high humidity!) to start the party off. Bob and his parents Time to start the party Baraat selfie with Anita (she's watching the Baraat from the window)  After that excitement we all filed into the ceremony venue.  The room was beautiful with an ornate alter in the middle filled with flowers.  The program listed several different traditional ceremonies with description of what was going on with each.  Good thing we had explanations because we would have been lost otherwise.  The groom led the bride in circles around the alter, the bride led the groom around the alter, their scarves were tied together, parents threw things at them, Anita's sisters stole Bob's shoes... all pa

I must confess that I had to change the title of the last post to Anita and Bob's Big Fat Indian Wedding.  Because yes it was Bob's wedding too, but also because it was so wonderful to see how not just Bob but his entire family fully embraced the traditions of Anita's family.  It was truly a wedding about two families coming together. Day two of the extravaganza was the Sangeet.  It's basically like having the reception before the ceremony - one big dance party.  We knew our usual wedding outfits wouldn't suffice, so my Sri Lankan coworker gave me some pointers and directed me to the Little India in Dandenong.  She said the more colour and bling the better, so we jumped in the deep end and went with it.  Phil got a Kurta - the long tunic - and I found a Lehanga that I loved.  My coworker said I needed a lot of jewellery, so I found the biggest matching green earrings I could find and a Maanga Tikka hair ornament to match. Our friends all clearly got the same