Wedding Diaries

Wedding Series: Haldi

Haldi started on a pretty hectic and sleepy note. Since we had partied till wee hours of the morning after the mehendi and then most of the household got up before sunrise thanks to the sound ooloo dhwani, we were all just struggling to keep our eyes open. A couple of coffees and multiple cans of red bulls later the we all got ready to welcome the boy’s  side of the family with the haldi.


For haldi, I had to wear a cotton saree and the color choice was a no brainer. Wearing the saree on the other hand was a total disaster when I tried to do it on my own so finally my cute little aunt came to rescue and tied the saree for me.


Haldi began with the visit from the groom side of the family with the haldi roots, some gifts and sweets. The surprise elements  in all these gifts was the sweets because they came in the shape of a fish and this little surprise my hubby to be made for me. The thing is that it is a Bengali tradition for the groom’s side to send a decorated fish to the bride’s house but that couldn’t happen in our case because the boy’s side is Punjabi so instead they opted for fish made out of sweets. The gift from the boy tuned out to be the framed maps of places that matter to us like where we met for the first time, where he proposed to me and where we were going to get married. It was such an emotional moment for me to see such a thoughtful and beautiful gift and all the anxiety I had about the wedding and my life there after vanished at that moment.



Haldi was a small affair with just family and some really close friends. I was asked to stand in the centre of a Mandan created  using banana trees and held together by holy thread. My mother started the ceremony followed by all the married ladies and then my sister and friends. This was followed by mini haldi holi between my relatives that resulted with everyone with a yellow face and loads of mess.






Once I was done with the haldi, I took a bath and changed for my chooda ceremony. Choodas are these red bangles worn by Punjabi brides and as the groom is Punjabi I had to follow this tradition. It was definitely a very fascinating ceremony for my side of the relatives so pretty much everyone got involved.My mama and mami completed this ceremony while my brothers had their hands on my eyes as the bride is not supposed to see the chooda before she wears it which was followed by my sister in-laws and sisters tying the kaleere to the chooda. I was so excited for the bride shakes her kaleere over the heads of single girls  part of this tradition but none my kaleere broke even after doing the shake shake dance for a good few minutes.





Outfit/Makeup Details:

  • Haldi Sari: Banik ‘s, C. R. Park
  • Suit for Chooda Ceremony: Sabhayata
  • Makeup: Wasn’t wearing any significant makeup on that day

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