A Global Gathering Glitters: Didon’s Grand Wedding Mela
The
sixth of February 2026, dawned not just as a date, but as the opening act of a
spectacular family mela—a vibrant celebration where love was the main
attraction. From every corner of the globe, the clan converged upon Delhi, a
tidal wave of affection washing in on different flights and dates.
The
honour of the first arrival went to the esteemed patriarch, Uncle Sham Misri,
and his delightful wife, Sarla, jetting in from Seattle with suitcases full of
warmth. They held court with the extended family from the 3rd to the 10th,
setting the tone for the reunion.
They
were swiftly followed by a joyful diaspora:
·
Santosh, Sandeep, and Manesh Misri, representing Dallas and
Seattle with gusto.
·
Dr Ashish Misri, with his wife Sheeren and their two bright
sparks, Arman and Anaya, bringing wisdom from Boston.
·
Sanju and Shuyanti, adding European flair from Holland.
·
The jet-setting Nikhi Misri, on a marathon route from California
to Amsterdam, to Muscat, and finally home to Delhi.
·
Pankaj Ganju with his dear Rita, arriving with Dubai’s elegance.
·
Rakesh Ganju, accompanied by the lovely Pretty, from Muscat’s
shores.
·
Dr Vibha and Naveen Ganju, making a spirited dash from Bikaner.
·
Uma Misri (Sapru), Shadi Lal, and Minto, flying in from Bombay’s
bustle.
·
Sonu and Vishal, bringing Chandigarh’s cheer.
·
Bushan Kaul, Daisy, and family, joining from Poona.
- And from just across the city, Renu and Ashwani
arrived from Noida, their presence a familiar comfort and a bridge between
the far-flung and the home-grown.
And, turning the glamour dial to
maximum, Sughandi
and Suneel Ganju—Vikram’s beloved Poftur Boi—made their
entrance, sprinkling stardust and style over the already glittering affair.
The
masterminds behind this joyful chaos? The indefatigable Dolly and the ‘silent
diplomat’ himself, Vikram. Their meticulous planning was laced with delightful
surprises, unveiled at every turn to keep the family on their toes and in
constant smiles.
Sanju, Vikram’s younger brother, and his
wife, Shuyanti, were cool organisers. Skillfully, Sanju managed the transport
of all, with Dolly providing all facilities.
The
stage for this grand performance was the impeccable Vishranti CRPF Mess in New
Delhi—a sanctuary of order, security, and astonishingly prompt service. The
food appeared as if by magic, the rooms were havens of comfort, and the
spotless facilities were the subject of much happy approval. It was service so
seamless, it spoke in a language of its own.
The
first major surprise? A live orchestra struck up, transforming the elegant
space into a scene of rhythm and revelry. With music flowing, drinks of every
choice followed—from Uncle Sham’s refined Glinfinch to Vikram’s spirited lemon
juice—fuelling an atmosphere of pure, unadulterated masti.
Then
came the ceremony of henna. Led by the radiant Dr. Vibha with her ‘Manzi Dul,’
it became a ritual of laughter and bonding. As intricate patterns were drawn,
musical notes swelled—a mix of soulful jazz and booming Bollywood anthems that
set hearts vibrating. The delightful climax saw dear Veena Ji, comfortably
ensconced on a sofa, showering blessings and a generous shower of notes into
Vibha’s hands, with Pretty expertly playing treasurer.
It
was a day, an evening, a celebration where affection was the dress code, joy
was the soundtrack, and the union of Didon was the beautiful, beating heart of
it all. A global gathering, perfectly pitched between timeless tradition and
unforgettable fun.
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