My brother Sridhar has talked about his friend Dr.Ramanathan. I didn’t know anything about his family background. But when his son Rakesh’s wedding was scheduled to be held on Sept. 5th 2010 in Washington, my trip to US came to be part of it. I wasn’t even directly invited for the wedding.
I can only think of it as a variation of the ‘butterfly effect’ - seemingly unconnected event causing a significant impact in my life.
Sridhar taking care of the flight bookings, the major portion of our travel plan, made it comfortable for me to handle the rest of the preparation. Of course, having a valid US visa was a great help. I got myself an entirely new wardrobe for the trip.
The journey though long, was perfect - the company, the movies i watched, the food and all.
The wedding was held in Sheraton Hotel. It was a fusion of North Indian and South Indian, Eastern and Western culture, Christian and Hindu rituals and practises. Had a
Baraath (
maapillai azhaipu), the entire religious rites of a South Indian Hindu marriage; the bride and the groom were walked down the isle (like in a church wedding) to the dais by one of their parents, the couple read out their wedding vows etc. The guests were given printed programmes to follow and understand the proceedings. The priests were dressed traditionally but suited to the place and venue. There was a symbolic fire. Every ceremony was conducted in an abridged / condensed version to do justice, but to fit into an agreed upon time schedule of just two hours. It was a perfectly planned wedding. I enjoyed it thoroughly.
The highlight for me personally was -
A girl sang a
oonjal song in such a silky-smooth, honey-dipped voice that made me sit up. It touched a cord somewhere that reminded me of '
Mahanadhi' Shobana - though this girl didn’t look like the girl I had seen on TV, dressed in a traditional manner appropriate for carnatic music performance. I admired her looks, her stage presence, her singing style and the joy and bubbling happiness she created inside me.
After the ceremony I went to meet her to congratulate and express my appreciation. I asked her whether she was '
Mahanadi' Shobana. She said ‘yes’. I told her she is one of my favourite persons, asked her if I could have a hug and hugged her without waiting for a reply.
That felt great.