Tony and Zeeba's Wedding

Greetings, loyal readers. Both of you….Thanks, Mom and Dad, for stickin with it!

I realize I’m getting behind on my blogging. Some of my friends have blogs and they discuss real life issues that affect us each on a daily basis. For instance, my good friend Winnie has a blog (www.angelinger.com) where she answers the age old question: How do you classify interpersonal interaction in a social setting? Winnie has solved this nebulous matter with a simple 10-point scale. Absolutely brilliant…. Feel free to check it out, it's worth a laugh or two.

Anyway, you can be certain that you find no such life lessons here. Nowhere within this webpage will you ever see any soul searching. I do two things here in Bangalore. I work, which I can not talk about too much. And I go out, where fortunately people take pictures of me at my best so I can post them for the world, or just my parents, can read. This is one of those entries.

Last weekend I went to the wedding of my good friend Tony and his fiancé Zeeba. They are two of the Sunday basketball crew, and thus two of my valued non-"IndiaIT" friends. Tony is a great guy who is a partner in one of the three largest architecture firms in the country. Zeeba, as far as I know, is related to famous Indian people. Good work if you can get it. You combine these two and what you get is a huge crazy party that consumed the entire weekend, in addition to my brain cells and girlish figure. Josh and I were the only ones actually invited, but, luckily for my friends, the generous Indian culture allows for me to bring whoever I want, so they were all able to participate. I may be regretting that decision down the line.

The first night was held at the Leela Palace, that ridiculous hotel that I mention every now and then. There was incredible food, even better drink and crazy dancing with my entire social network in Bangalore. I was able to wear my Indian formal wear and make a huge fool of myself while having a blast. The night can best be explained with pictures. Here are several.

Looking seriously Indian with Laura

Look at Juan...just hilarious

Winnie, Nevena and Laura in their saris
Things are getting sloppy

HA! Let the licking commence...
Scott and I are in no pictures together, nonetheless he should be acknowledgedUm....no clue.

The second night was at the Golden Palms Spa, an incredible resort owned by Zeeba’s uncle, Faraz Khan, one of the most famous actors in India. His entire family are Bollywood legends and were in attendance at the wedding. There were also governmental dignitaries, such as the Head of the Karnatakan Cabinet as well as members of Congress. This party included a buffet roughly 50 yards long, several bars, a spectacular pool and night club which they opened up for us later in the evening. Here are some pictures that can hopefully give you an idea of what the night entailed.

Walkway to the reception through the magical forest

Fountain at the entrance to the resort

Gagan and I
Scott, myself, 4 drinks

700 people, honest. Beautiful reception

The happy newlyweds in the nightclub partyin late night
Laura and I gettin down on it
Dancefloor
Scott and the chefs
Nate needs to go home now

So that's about it for the wedding, hell of a good time. I wish I had my own camera so I could depict the events as I witnessed them, not as other people witnessed me, but that will come soon.

Take it easy. Peace it and release it.