I am assuming the reference to “genda phool” implies that her “sasural” is a mixed bag? A pretty flower with an ambiguous fragrance. What a lovely thought! It makes me want to attend a wedding. I haven’t attended a wedding in ages. Doesn’t help that my social circle in the UK is so limited, and that all my friends are getting married in India.
Something so fantastic about certain kinds of weddings. Sure, they leave a bitter aftertaste. The gossip, the gender divides, the girl’s side weighed down in some cases and all of that. But the North Indian style of weddings with all that music and camaraderie. Sigh. (And the food. Uff! )