The wedding was at our Unitarian church, where the couple had met. The wedding was pretty similar to most Christian/ non-theistic weddings that I've attended. But there were some small differences: the invitation included a note about the diversity of invited guests, and thereby (gently and very subtly) implied that if this was a problem for anyone, they should keep their mouths shut. The meal was completely vegetarian, and the whole thing was beautiful yet frugal. The music was a special treat - a jazz trio of high school students who had only played in public once before.
I also went to my first arangetram, which I would roughly describe as a dance recital/ graduation /religious ritual. A dancer studying bharatanatyam, the classical Indian dance style I'm learning, may do her arangetram after a decade or so of study. It's similar to a small wedding, or graduation, or quincenera (sorry - I don't know how to get the correct tilda on the 'n'), because it's a great big celebration that's also a rite of passage. The parents rent a theater and hire musicians, you send out save-the-dates and invitations, and family flies in from all over the world. There were about 200 people in attendance, the student danced beautifully for two hours, and then we had a great Indian meal.
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isn't it nice to have parties to look forward to after the big holiday push? And how awesome that you are able to find traditions in our day and age when they are so wanting? Not that it's a bad thing it's just in a period of transition in cultures.
Does that mean we have to keep a date free in our diaries about eight years hence to share in your arangetram - graduation?
Great question Gill. And who pays for the 200 guests? Parents of the dancer? Should we start saving money for that?
Yes, Mom, the parents pay for the whole thing.
I can just imagine Dad's face if I asked him for $10,000 to have an arangetram. (If I am lucky and skilled enough to have one some day. I think it would have to be smaller, since it would be self-funded.)
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