Tuesday, January 1, 2019

Marriages - Once upon a time




M A R R I A G E S ------  ONCE  UPON  A  TIME
                                              Krishna  M.  Gutala
                                    
     It is amusing to think of the past once a while, sitting quietly, perhaps with closed eyes, and reflect on how changes slowly take place regarding various aspects of one’s life. Seniors and super-seniors would, of course, have a larger canvas. To expand the experience further, one could zoom back in time to the previous half-century, or century, and recollect how things were then. There are various aspects of life that one can pick up for this exercise. I intend to dwell upon the event of marriage, in this back-play.  How that institution was at that time.

     An important and significant event in one’s life is marriage. A prominent milestone in the journey of one’s life.  A turning point, a new orientation in life, with new obligations and responsibilities.      
       
     Matrimony involves various stages, including rituals. Of course, these also may differ from region to region, as also caste. But, what I am going to relate may be taken as typical information concerning middle class Telugu families in Andhra area, at that point of time.

     Needless to say, that the first stage of this matrimony process, is the search for a bride or bridegroom, considering the fact that arranged marriages was the only practice then prevailing. Those were days when there were no ‘ matrimony.com ’s then existing, nor even Private Organizations/Societies ( which sprang up in the last quarter of the last century), where both bride-seekers as well as groom-seekers could, on some payment, register all pertinent data regarding the bride or groom, as also the expectations concerning the match they are wishing to seek, and, once a while, parents could visit the Society, and enquire the latest data-base, in the category they were interested. In the earlier years, it was mostly the family Priest (who would be the Priest in many households) who functioned as marriage agent, or some close relatives and friends. Well, depending on their good fortune, sooner or later, a suitable match, as near as possible to their expectations, could be found.  

     The next step was to fix a date for the families of the bride and groom, to get together for ‘Pelli Choopulu’ (the meet for not only the bride and groom seeing each other, but also their families).  In the era of arranged marriages, the boy and girl have not seen each other till then. This ‘seeing’ ritual would be hosted by the bride’s family, and would be in their house, on an auspicious day fixed by the family Priest. When the groom’s family is received by the host (bride’s father), the bride would not be seen, but subsequently ‘brought’ by her Mom, after completion of preliminary courtesies. In conservative households, the Mom brings the daughter, and let her sit on a mat or carpet, spread in front of the groom’s family. In later decades, not only that the girl also would sit on a chair like others, but also, the boy and girl could even meet privately in another room, where they could talk to, and know more about each other.

     After the above meet, both families would seriously consider all the aspects of the match wrt physical features, education, and job prospects etc. If satisfied, the boy’s father conveys the acceptance. After this happy culmination, the wedding is planned. The auspicious day and time (muhoortam) of the wedding is fixed by the Priest.   

     In small towns and rural areas, there would be no marriage halls. Weddings were performed in the bride’s house itself. In that case, suitable accommodation for the groom’s party had to be arranged, as near to the bride’s house as possible. Close relatives and friends would spare some portions of their houses, and help the bride’s family. In those days, there were no big hotels to answer this need. It was not easy to get the accommodation near to the bride’s place. On the wedding day, and even the next day, there used to be need for the bride and groom to make trips between the places of the bride and groom. These were being done in Palanquins (Doli), inside which the bride and groom sit facing each other. Thrilling moments. Occasional intersecting looks. Blushing bride. No talk but only looks! The first occasion for both to be so near (yet far). As years rolled by, Palanquins just disappeared.

       The wedding rituals would spread for two, or even three days, in middle class families, and even five, in rich families. The rituals were mostly of religious type, but some meant for more interaction between the bride and groom. An interesting ritual used to be, putting a ring in a brass or silver vessel, filled half with water. The bride and groom simultaneously thrust their hands into the vessel, to take out the ring. Whoever takes out first, wins!  Yet another sport used to be ‘play of the flower-ball’. The next day after the wedding, in the evening, the close relatives of bride and groom, gather to witness the ‘flower-ball game’, played by the newly-weds. Flowers are stitched into a ball, which can be thrown like any ordinary ball. The bride and groom sit on a mat or carpet, seven or eight feet apart.  Relatives congregate behind them, to cheer them up and boost morale! The bride throws the ball trickishly to the groom, who should correctly catch, and instantly throw it back. Each time any one of them misses catching the ball, loses a point. Some limit is set for the sport. The one who first reaches the limit, is the loser!  Depending on duration of wedding, there could be other types of ‘games’. These rituals were mainly meant to bring the bride and groom closer.

     The last item in the marriage rituals, used to be the marriage procession in the night, with a musical band leading it. A large number of relatives and friends of both the bride and groom families, would be in the walking procession, led by the decorated Car carrying the newly weds, and the loud band reeling out popular tunes. The procession moves along the main streets of the town, and occasionally stops for a while, at main crossroads, or at houses of very close relatives and friends. Actually, the bride and groom seem to get quiet rest and relaxation in this event, after the hectic rituals, one after another, in the previous two days, sitting before ‘homams’ spewing smoke. Now comes the eagerly awaited time, to sit quietly side by side, with hand in hand. A well deserved rest. They felt that this would be the finest hour, to start with, in their newly wedded life. Occasionally, the car would also stop at some cool-drinks shop, for them to have grape juice, or whatever they wish.  A half-an-hour thus passes blissfully. Then see what happens!  Some relative, an elderly mom, at the time the procession stops, opens the car door of the back seat, and dumps her two young kids beside the wedding couple, closes the door, and returns to the procession. All this, to escape the trouble the kids were giving her, in walking along in the procession. Though embarrassing, the bride and groom, somehow, reluctantly put up with the inconvenience. Little  could they imagine that the lady who left her kids in the car, would become a role-model for other moms, inspiring them also to do likewise. In the next quarter of an hour, so many kids were dumped, that the bride and groom become invisible, and only a group of fighting children could be seen in the back seat!  
             
       Well, that is something  regarding  marriages, once upon a time!                                                          
                           An  overall  lesson  from  this  narration:
                         There  cannot  be  pleasure  without  pain.
                      They are  the  two  sides  of  the  coin  of  life! 
                                  ACCEPT   THEM    GRACEFULLY 

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