Read the phrase “wedding bells” somewhere
And all of a sudden, out of nowhere
An extraordinary urge gripped me
To attend an Indian wedding, and see
Fine silks and jewelry opulently displayed
A profusion of colors, in every hue and shade
Food and drink flowing in quantities that appear
Limitless, for guests to gorge on without fear
Of being judged, because the wedding big and fat
Is an occasion meant to do exactly that
Music blaring in the background, decibels high
Guests dancing with abandon under the night sky
Where time is a concept subject to individual
Interpretation, arriving late is nothing unusual
Where an atmosphere of gaiety pervades the air
But undercurrents of drama are standard fare
I could go on and on, without a mention
Of the bride and the groom, that is a separate section
But when I crave the excitement of an event social
Nothing beats the Indian wedding in this world!
Passion...unbridled 