"A Wedding Story"

"Elizabeth and Ajit"

Every little girl dreams about their perfect wedding day. From the dress to the invitation, ever detail is planned out to a tee, and perfected as the years go by, and as preferences change. Your gown might go from White to ivory, from Princess cut, to A-line. You color schemes might change a million times before the perfect pair, or triple is chosen. Yet, the idea of being a bride, remain joyful, and exciting throughout a lifetime.

Miss Betsy Varghese had the opportunity of finally fulfilling every image she had of a wedding on Saturday May 3rd 2008. She Wed Ajit David, on a cloudy Saturday morning, which burst into sunlight by afternoon time.

On entering the Holy Trinity Church on Rittenhouse Square, I noticed there were ushers diligently working to get arriving guest seated in time to start the ceremony. The church was dome in structure, and beautiful renaissance like painting encompassed the ceiling taking guests back to a more artistic era. Taking in all the beauty was calming enough, but just to ease the tired soul, a worship team was singing Christian worship songs.

Just as the songs were finishing up, it was just about time for the wedding procession to begin. The bridesmaids came down dawning a beautiful bold orange skirt with gold mesh top with hints of green. The color was very warm and inviting. As the ceremony continued in a MarThoma wedding order, it also consisted on songs from loved ones.

Once the wedding was over, guest were packed into 3 shuttle buses, which took them to the Crystal Tea Ballroom at the Wanamaker building. There, the reception continued, where guest munched on crackers, and small portions of pasta as appetizers. There was a lot of mingling, and surprised “hello’s” as guest moved along the lobby area.

Once the Reception hall was ready, guest slowly started to find their way into the hall, and began to find their seats for the program to begin. The program was the typical...speeches...speeches...and more speeches. However the hilarious MC’s made the afternoon a bit more enjoyable, and fun. As corny but funny jokes were thrown around in Indian accents, the night began to unravel in the dance floor. Where it was no the kids or the teens that began to dance, but the parents began to completely “tear up” the dance floor. I guess you can call the dancing part of the entertainment too. It was definitely funny to watch...