we were invited to witness the navjote ceremony of a college friend's daughter.
she would be officially a follower of the religion after this ceremony.
and the ceremony was to be performed by her son, his first step to becoming a priest.
we missed the ceremony because of the blighted city traffic.
we were in time to see the family being photographed.
and i am the best candidate for the embarassing aunty award. the tears slipped down the cheeks as i watched the little girl dressed in pink glow, and my college friend stand like mother earth herself next to her.
the last time i was at this venue was when she had got married.
that was probably the last time i heard " you can kiss me on a sunday" and "young love". the birdie dance has played on many times after the wedding and before the navjote.
and the food was....like the last time...a feast!