At breakfast with dear friend DL yesterday memories of India came flooding in, although I haven't been there for 10 years. That trip, which was a combination of sightseeing (more like being overwhelmed with the sights and sounds) and a spectacular four-day round of parties culminating in an absolutely gorgeous wedding, left an indelible stamp on my mind and in my heart and soul.
Walking to the wedding with the groom's family, bedecked in the special sari the groom's mother wanted me to wear and a precious diamond necklace lent to me by an auntie, I saw families building their dinner fires in the ditch just outside the bride's expansive property.
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