Our trip eventually to Goa was a much needed respite after working long days with so much travel in dense traffic at the start and end of the days. We stayed in south Goa, which is a sleepy part far from the excitement and glitter of North Goa's highrise hotels. Imagine eagles and other water fowl dipping in the waters at early morning and various fishing boats of all colours and shapes.
The Wedding~ Raja and Cecile had their traditional Tamil wedding this morning at the auspicous hour of 7:30 am, which means the sari dresser came to my door at 4:30. We had stayed up at a party last evening after just traveling by air all day long, celebrating in style with Beatles music played by classmates of Raja's from years ago. Noone got much sleep, especially the bride and groom but they were radiant, gracious and beautiful to behold as hundreds of people came to pay their respects. In traditional custom, there was a NOISY band clanging mystery instruments throughout (calling in good spirits, dispelling evil perhaps?) A young hindu priest lead the ceremony and several other men chanted throughout as he poured holy water, oils, lit wood sticks, gave flower petals of rose and jasmine to Raja and Cecile to hold in prayer and then throw on the alter of all sorts of symbols. It was extraordinary and beautiful and overwhelming, all at the same time. Much like most of India.
Meals were served on large banana leaves, with small piles of curries and sauces and chutney and little fried pies of lentil flour. We ate with our hands and enjoyed all the smiles from across the hall as we were witnessed trying not to use both hands, but only the right one.
Our time has been very scheduled throughout the past weeks, but finally I can post the photos which I think are remarkable. Love to all.
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