Yet again it's travel time. We're off to Ettumanoor to attend a reception followed by the wedding of my cousin.
The journey of about 60 kms was short and we're in time for the 'Mylanchi kalyanam'. It's a nice, quaint tradition where every relative and friend (females only) from the bride's family applies 'henna' on her hands - a tradition, I suppose, to indicate that all the participants are thrilled about the happy occasion. Now don't get me wrong because from what I've just said, I wouldn't blame anyone for having come to the conclusion that the bride's palms would be a wretched pattern of the paste by the end of it all! In reality, the henna application has long since been completed and she holds a 'paan' leaf in her open palms for the others to do the needful as tradition dictates!
The accompanying merriment in the form of the traditional dances like the 'thiruvathirakkali', 'kaikottikkali and the works made the evening colourful and absorbing. It had a mesmerising effect and time, really, flew!
The evening had stretched on to late night with many of us cousins getting together to exchange information and to catch up from where we'd left last. It was also an occasion to meet quite a few of the close relations with whom one doesn't keep in touch regularly and it's then that the realisation dawns that we, generally, confine ourselves to a very small group even within the family.
Tailpiece.
A hectic day, nay evening, to be precise and I was glad to interact with a lot many of my relations. And promises have been made to sustain the interaction.
The journey of about 60 kms was short and we're in time for the 'Mylanchi kalyanam'. It's a nice, quaint tradition where every relative and friend (females only) from the bride's family applies 'henna' on her hands - a tradition, I suppose, to indicate that all the participants are thrilled about the happy occasion. Now don't get me wrong because from what I've just said, I wouldn't blame anyone for having come to the conclusion that the bride's palms would be a wretched pattern of the paste by the end of it all! In reality, the henna application has long since been completed and she holds a 'paan' leaf in her open palms for the others to do the needful as tradition dictates!
The accompanying merriment in the form of the traditional dances like the 'thiruvathirakkali', 'kaikottikkali and the works made the evening colourful and absorbing. It had a mesmerising effect and time, really, flew!
The evening had stretched on to late night with many of us cousins getting together to exchange information and to catch up from where we'd left last. It was also an occasion to meet quite a few of the close relations with whom one doesn't keep in touch regularly and it's then that the realisation dawns that we, generally, confine ourselves to a very small group even within the family.
Tailpiece.
A hectic day, nay evening, to be precise and I was glad to interact with a lot many of my relations. And promises have been made to sustain the interaction.
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