My Broz Wedding - Phase 1

Rightly said by Chetan Bhagat that an Indian marriage is not a marriage of bride and groom but two families/culture/custom etc. One of the most important events in the life of Indians - Marriage. With even a single kilometer difference the customs change. Leobond in this post decribes one such wedding. Its raining cats and dogs in Mumbai, as we say they are tooooo special...I had to collect the groomz SHERVANI and rains were non-stop. I ran to the shop early morning all set, bags packed for the wedding!!!One more thing, finally my bhullakad buddy decided to accept the token I bought for him....Now after finishing work I reached home too late that day and was bed like a dead soul. Early morning I was ready to leave for the airport, very sceptical in mind that te flite does not get delayed coz of rains!!! I was happy coz I had to meet Tutu...I was sad coz it was for the first time in history that Lavi not not there in the airport when my flite landed...I was missing all the masti which I used to do...Thankfully the flite was on time and i slept all through the journey!!! As soon as I landed in Delhi, I took a cab and straight went to Tuts office to pick her up so that we all could have lunch together...Maa was waiting for us and guess wat------KHEER !!! Thats wat the Leobond is very fond of!!! When I saw Tuts, I was happy and the moment I crossed my 1st coy, I had the same feeling of belongingness which I never developed with CAP...After eating , i rushed to the station coz the wedding was at my ancestral place Allahabad. I was waiting at the station and so thrilled to meet my wholeeeeeeeeeeeeee family after such a long time...I was waiting 4r 12 midnite coz dat is when I was about to reach allahabad. The train journey was  soo soo..as usual like a chatter box I was friends with all...Wen Allahabad arrived, I was thrilled when I heard my Bro shout"Bitti"- thats what everyone calls Leobond at home...Allahabad as we call it -THE SANGAM CITY, is a place very different from Mumbai ,Delhi ..i mean the metros...Life still there follows its own pace, people still there spend 2-3 hours at the chai tapri,read newspaper for an hour to start their day..In short a nice peacful life ....Oh coming back  to the point, Surprisingly, bro and sis were wearing the same coloured Tzzzzzzzzzzz.....hehehhhee... When I searched home I saw all my cousins.... badi mummy and all of them awake and was very happy to see the.... One important member who needs introduction here is -DIESEL....this is wat everyone calls the lady in early 40's ...with a cute smile on her face which was so serene that I felt that this world also has such people...I shouted and chatted with all and the house was full on with me screaming here and there in my shrilling voice and finally got to sleep with my mom after say ages...hehehe...The Leobond dies to live such moments when i can lie on my mumz arms and sleep....The next morning when I woke up I knew that the coming days are going to be very hectic...It was 18th - the day of Upnayan in Brahmins....a ritual which gives the guz a real license of being a brahmin...hehehee...I was busy deciding the menu for al the coming days in the house...Oh forgot to mention about my cutest Chutke NISHTHA(Madhoo)...Nishtha & I are neighbours in Allhabad but more like sisters-the most important thing between us is that we shhare the same bday-7th AUG ...so in short Leobond Junior...hehheee..We share all common traits....After the upnayan got over, I was supposed to acompany Papa to MILAN palace ...the venue for other function plus wedding in Allahabad...I met Vibhu/Alok bhaiya -the Kanya Party and decided the menu for TILAK & Wedding...Finally when I came home it was 11 and the dance practice session for ladies sangeet started....With few steps here and there we decided that we were horrible when it came to dancing still we did not decide to drop the idea...hehehehe....With this phase 1 ends...more in the next phases to come...To be Contd....