Mamta depicts a big fat destination wedding in this verse.
Far away from the city
A heritage palace
Pulsates with nervous frenzy 
As a fairy tale wedding
Is wrapped in satin and shiny dreams
Past the manicured lawns
Starters overflow
Early guests carelessly wander
Nobody ears the melodious strain
Floating through the verdant fabric
Frothy milk, flavoured with zafraan
Cooking in brass cauldrons, to be served in clay cups
Imartis simmer with golden perfection
The banquet being readied with professional ease
Reeking of respectability and taste
Bejewelled and perfumed guests make late entry
Making the luminous summer night
Sensuous and seductive
Networking and making conquests
Dominates the minds that measure
Success and failure
Maintaining allies and ambushing foes
With every inhale and exhale
Sparkling wit of groom’s friends
Affectionate disdain from pretty girls
Infectious bonhomie
Churn short lived romance 
With hips swaying to popular Bollywood hits
Contagious energy
Leaves visible traces
Of innocence and warmth
The stage is full
With various relatives and friends
Flanking the radiant newly-weds
Cameras clicking amidst wires and chaos
To capture the resonances
Endearments, banter, insults, compliments float
With heady liquor making its effect
Food is ready to be served
on tables groaning with variety
Culinary items from half the globe
Around the swimming pool
Amidst the glow of psychedelic lights
No one notices
The subdued melancholy of bride’s parents
Liveried waiters
The anonymous singer and his troupe
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Mamta Joshi did her post graduation in History from University of Allahabad. She writes short stories, reflective essays, prose pieces on everyday life in national dailies and international e-magazines. She writes with equal ease in Hindi. For over two decades, as a teacher of English in college section at SMC, Allahabad, she has been interacting with young minds, understanding their pulse and in turn being savvy on technology, fitness, fashion, humour and rumour too.
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