The night of September 21st was alive with the rhythm of the sangeet ceremony. Seya's home was transformed into a venue of celebration, filled with music, singing, and dazzling dance performances by friends and family. The air was thick with laughter and the aroma of exquisite food, a final, joyous gathering before the sacred day.
On the morning of September 22nd, under a canopy in a grand city hall, the final Hindu wedding rites unfolded. Seya was a vision in a dark red sari shimmering with white pearls, her face modestly veiled. Hazon stood beside her in a red kurta, a white sehra covering his head. They sat before the sacred fire as a priest chanted ancient Sanskrit hymns. 🕉
The most significant moment arrived as the couple's garments were tied together. Guided by the priest's vows, they took the "Saptapadi"-seven sacred steps around the holy fire, each step a solemn promise for their shared future: for nourishment, strength, prosperity, happiness, progeny, health, and lifelong friendship. đź‘Ł
Complecing the circles, Hazon tenderly placed the mangalsutra, the sacred wedding necklace, around Seya's neck and applied sindoor along the parting of her hair. The marriage was solemnized. After receiving blessings from their elders amid a shower of flowers and joyful tears, Mr. and Mrs. Hazon departed in a decorated carriage, embarking on their honeymoon and their new life as one. 🌓