The Thanksgiving Night

The night before the wedding was the night of thanksgiving. Again a huge function. There were hundreds of friends and relatives. The adjacent hall had tables set up for dinner. The cuisine was amazing, I think. I didn’t get to eat much, I had lost my appetite by now, and was surviving on yogurt and rice and some soup. I want to cry at the thought of missing all that food. There were hundreds of people falling all over the food, and there I was fondling my angry stomach!


There was entertainment that was beyond my imagination. A few dancers were bought from Dubai, who danced like the whiling dervishes of Turkey. It was mesmerizing. Then they donned some electrical costumes and danced, and the whorls and the way they were spinning was spectacular. It really was electrifying. Then there was fireworks. Totally out of this world.



Saniya looked so beautiful in the typical red and gold of the occasion. Her jewelry was of regal and princely magnitude. Every day, was a day of diamonds, rubies, and emeralds, the size of which I had not seen before. Well may be I had, but didn’t remember. Doesn’t she look so beautiful? Why the downcast eyes? Because Muslim brides in India and Pakistan do not flaunt their looks, and do not show off their clothes or expose any part of their body like the brides in the west.


The next day was the wedding, and I shall have more, many more pictures for all of you. Hope you are not bored by this.

About Zakiah

I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading. That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5. I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years. Hope to see you on my blog.
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29 Responses to The Thanksgiving Night

  1. slmret says:

    Oh, Zakiah! What a spread of food — and of happiness and joy. The bride is beautiful — her downcast eyes make her look very pensive amid all the merriment. I’m sorry your couldn’t enjoy the feast, but I hope you enjoyed the rest of the celebration!

  2. theinfiniterally says:

    Goodness gracious. I am bowled over! Next time, take me with you! Or, have you got any more nephews? 😀 Bored. As if!

    • Zakiah says:

      There are a few men here who want to go with me to India the next time I go there. ha ha. I told them that I have been there for the last time now. So they have to tag on to someone else. 😦
      I do have another nephew whose son is getting married next year. But I already told him, that he shouldn’t expect me to come.

      • theinfiniterally says:

        Aw, that is too bad. I like to think of you going again, but I know this trip, with its cruel illness, was very difficult.
        So many would-be tag-alongs! hahaha I would be very nervous to take a trip to someplace that would feel so exotic to me without someone who is experienced and comfortable in that setting. I will have to work on this attitude!

      • Zakiah says:

        I hope you get to travel Mark. You will love the country, and more so, the people.

  3. I’ve seen fireworks at weddings before but they were of a different sort …
    It’s too bad you didn’t get a chance to try the food.

    I’ve heard of lavish weddings but I’ve never been to one.

    • Zakiah says:

      This wedding was the epitome of splendor and resplendence. Yeah the food part of the wedding was a bummer for me. Well, that’s okay. I am home now, and feeling better.

  4. cjjustice1 says:

    I don’t see how we can be bored, Zakiah! Beautiful pictures — both those by camera, and those created by your picturesque words. I love the modesty of the bride! That is the same as my dear “niece” from India. So beautiful to see! (I greatly dislike the immodest gowns that are now chosen by many brides!)
    The food! I’m so sorry that you weren’t feeling well enough to enjoy the bounty!

    Thank you for sharing the pictures… I’ll be ready to see more when you do! Hugs… Carolyn

  5. mrswrangler says:

    Sounds like a nice party. So sorry you could not eat.

  6. So much beauty, so much wealth and art ! splendor and tradition.!
    Thanks, Zakiah, to share the Indian civilisation,
    Love ❤

    • Zakiah says:

      Dear Michel, ❤
      How kind of you to express such kind thoughts. Beauty and wealth was so obvious the hall mark of this wedding. I am glad I was able to experience it.

  7. BTW I hope you are very much better now and, why not, in full shape.

    • Zakiah says:

      I am beginning to feel better Michel. Some days are better than others, but overall, I am so much better than how I felt there. Thank you for asking.

  8. Wow! How wonderful! Thank you for “taking us with you” through your posts and beautiful photos! I’m so glad you got to go to the wedding! She is a gorgeous young woman and stunning bride!
    HUGS!!! 🙂

  9. I am so sorry you felt badly.
    The bride is lovely.

  10. marica0701 says:

    I love the rich embroideries, fabrics, and intricate jewelries of that region 🙂 And wow, the dancers!!!

  11. rudyhou says:

    living here in south east asia, i’m often oblivious to the annual holidays back in the states. even if i have celebrated them myself. the one thing i remembered most was the ‘turkey’. but what i missed most from any thanksgiving celebration is the pumpkin pie. to me, it signifies the fall season more so than apples and pears. the orange coloring of the raw fruit instantly reminds me of foliage. the one thing i missed looking forward to the most annually when living in the united states.

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