yes, there was a happening a few weeks ago.
as if Manjula hasn’t had enought to deal with in her life…
she decided to ‘tie the knot’ to a man beyond her years (the age gap is NOT that BIG – ed) and she’s chosen a man from Yorkshire, I ask you! What is she thinking of?
Here’s part one, of this bit of our story.
This is India so you’ll appreciate that getting married is organised differently, obviously and it’s like a TV adventure challenge game, to be able to spot, be ready for and to respond to the unexpected.
There are three types of marriage. Hindu, Muslim and special. So obviously we went for the special one.. of course (aren’t they all?) .. but actually because Manjula is Hindu and I’m ill-defined (in so many ways) 😉 there is no real option. Next decision is, do you have a ceremony and then retrospectively get the Governments approval, certificate thing or do you do the registry thing first with a follow up ceremony sometime later. We decided to do the latter, with an exceedingly loose definition of ‘ceremony’.
First things first… go to the registry office on 24th Jan, (as you can see its not exactly a marriage place, its where non-movable sales are registered!) … together with your kind, patient witnesses, with many ID photos, properly completed forms, various forms of ID, (you know the pack drill from our earlier escapades) and ‘bang’ you’re off….. the start of the thirty nail-biting days (yeah, really) with your details posted on the noticeboard, inviting comment or maybe just derision. You’ll understand, its just to anounce your nuptials and check that no one objects to us getting married. so the machinery is well and truly in motion and that was quite easy…. I’m assuming someone actually asked the UK High Commission! I think I read somewhere that as a cost cutting exercise that the UK Government doesn’t now respond to such requests. Well, we’ll have to see.
Nevermind let’s thank the witnesses: Tanu, Vasanth and Sudha, with a well deserved lunch..
So you’ve seen the photos, and that’s just to begin the process, I think you get the gist of what it’d going to be like to actually get married at the registry office… a bit chaotic.
Anyway on the 26th Feb 30 days are up… me being me, I went to the office to speak to the head honcho, to check all was OK.
There had been no objections, phew! Did I need to do or bring anything? (I know my stuff, I’ve lived here eight years and I can get a bit anal when planning things. So I’m double checking.)
No….. no need for anything else…
So its the first BIG day…..
remember its in an office where they register land sales, houses, things like that… lets just say its a hectic Indian office. Its not geared up for anything fancy.
So it’s nigh on impossible to pinpoint the exact moment when the actual marriage took place .
Was it the entry of the data on the computer?
rushing off to get extra photos? (the boss was wrong, we DID need extra ID photos, I should have anticipated that one, could we find a photo shop to do some more? no we bloody couldn’t, so quick nip home),
the colour copying of the photos? (so that the mixed ones all taken at different times that I’d managed to find, looked the same),
was it the sticking of the photos on the certificate?
was it one of the many documents we signed, or maybe the flitting from one desk, to kiosk and back again, queue here, queue there, stick it in, stick it out, shake it all about..
Bloody chaos? nah, just normal.
sugar… next problem, the registrar isn’t in the office today, what to do?… its just not a problem, a sidekick signed. its as easy as that. Unexpectedly, I get the feeling that this journey might be marginally easier, here than in the UK.
So when was the actual moment the two were brought together.. who knows?
This will have to do.
But we all know it’s over and done when Vasanth hands out the sweets! 🙂
Well that was the official thing,
we’d have to do something else, but we need help, so lets drag in the guests to help out……
next installment, the actual ceremony.
Photo credits, shot by Tomy Gunn
there’s a couple of earlier blog entries that provided early clues that this might happen, check this entry and the weird form we were expected to complete, notice from the date, how long this project was in the planning. There is a whole other story about this delay that we can’t quite reveal at this stage….
You might also be interested in this original declaration from the old man, why I’m so happy