The reception was good, at least the food part. The medley included dosa-chutney, nan and side dishes, veg. pulav, jade-green mint rice, coconut rice, curd rice, sambar rice, a sickeningly-sweet sweet called poli, and ice cream with gulab jamun. The wedding was, I guess, a day earlier, Monday being an auspicious day. Apparently tuesdays and saturdays are not suitable for auspicious functions. A reception shouldnt be a problem, though - especially as the father of the bride was a commie. Though for many Indian comrades, religion is not the opium that Marx said it was. The bride was all smiles - she wore a blue designer sari (the kind with lots of beadwork and stuff on georgette, like in the pic here), deviating from the Tamil trend of wearing heavy kanchipuram silks with massive gold zari borders. All the women around had a kanchipuram draped over their selves and a minimum of 3 gold chains on their necks.
Got a lift home - reached at 9 p.m.
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