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Online Marriage

Published on 4/11/2016
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Online Marriage

Recently I attended the wedding of an associate’s daughter, while we were seated in the main hall awaiting the arrival of the couple, a germ of an idea took root.

Let me retrace my steps a bit to explain the reason this idea came to my mind. A few days before the wedding, my wife and daughter categorically announced that they both needed new clothes, as the ones in their wardrobe had been worn earlier for a similar function.

This is one incomprehensible factor for any male, we repeat our clothes unabashedly for any type of function without a second thought. However this is not the case with the ladies, who apparently seem to have a stunning memory as to what each wore for a function, and therefore cannot be seen again in the same outfit. So I had to loosen my purse strings for two sets of clothes, including matching footwear.

If this was all to it then I was sadly mistaken. Next came the visit to the parlour for a hair set, pedicure, manicure, facial and what not. One would imagine that they were in direct competition with the bride. Since I was outnumbered and to maintain peace, I meekly succumbed once again.

Come the day of the wedding, I was asked as to what gift I had planned to give the newlyweds. I was cautioned to keep in mind our status and relationship with the bride, and had to cough up a substantial amount as a suitable gift.

Finally all was done, I had to patiently wait for a good two hours before the mother and daughter decided to make an appearance from their respective bedrooms all dressed up. We made it in time to the church and had to squeeze past a few in the pew before finding place. Thankfully the ceremony wasn’t too long, though we had to endure a sermon on purity of marriage highlighting the role of husband and wife. I looked around at the other invitees, almost all had a bored and impatient look, especially the men.

After the ceremony there was a rush to congratulate the couple and click photos with them. This was again beyond my understanding, on most occasions we never got to see those pics, but still the craze for posing with the couple never seemed to diminish.

Now the next part was to reach the venue for the reception, a drive through snarling traffic, and then the arduous task of finding suitable and safe parking.

We reached the hall and then had to wait once again for the couple to arrive which took a while. After their grand arrival, we were welcomed by an MC who laboriously went through the motions of introducing the couple and close relatives, followed by a few speeches which never seemed to end.

I tapped my feet impatiently and got a nudge in the ribs from my wife. ‘How much longer?’ I whispered to her. I only got a glare in response and sunk lower into my chair. My mind wandered into oblivion, before I was brought back rather abruptly by another dig in the ribs. Apparently the introduction ceremony was over and all invitees had already queued up to wish the couple on stage and handover the gift.

It was a dreary, slow walk and after an eternity we reached the stage, and after wishing the couple, had to pose for a round of photographs. Finally all was done and then we proceeded to the dining hall for another long wait, before we got to eat.

While we were driving home, I noticed that almost half a day had been lost and there were still a few more weddings to attend during the course of the month. It was then the idea which had briefly come to my mind in the hall was now a full-fledged concept. I drove home quickly, rushed to my study room and jotted down whatever came to mind. My proposal was simple, economical for the host as well as guests. An online marriage ceremony could be a path-breaking concept.

The actual marriage in the church attended by immediate family members and very close friends is beamed live, a link is given in each wedding invitation, and at the appropriate time, guests can log on to view the ceremony. Option to pass comments, express feelings also given. You can even view it later if unable to do so live. Bank account of the bride or bridegroom is given depending from which side you are invited, to send money as a gift, purely optional though.

Next each guest who confirms, furnishes his address and food is delivered directly to his residence by a caterer contracted by the host.

This eliminates wedding hall charges which are rather high, a guest can sit even in his pyjamas and witness the wedding, no driving in traffic, no new outfits and can work simultaneously too if necessary. He could use his smartphone in office to watch the proceedings and gets a delicious meal too.

This would result in phenomenal savings for both sides and a relieved father could divert that money for the child instead. As far as the couple is concerned, they will of course be relieved in not having to greet hundreds of people, an extremely tiring and stressful exercise.

When I showed my proposal to the wife, she read through with a look of horror on her face and throwing her hands in the air blurted, ‘If you show this to anyone, I will have your …….. for dinner!’

I am still contemplating the risks involved in sharing my idea.




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