I’ve recently been offered to do a few weddings and I had been thinking of doing this blog post for a while, I wanted to bring the blog back from the dead and make it a bit more active, so you will be seeing a lot of posts over the next few weeks.
Back to the original post, weddings. Growing up in Pakistan, I think every girl dreams of her big fat Pakistani wedding, I always had this idea of a grand marquee, twinkling lights, white and red flowers, and yellow & golden color everywhere. Simplicity, with a touch of grandeur and elegance, that was always the kind of wedding I wanted to have. Now, my wedding is no where in the near future so I should stop talking about it, before I lose sight of where this post was going. Having been in the states for so long, I had not attended any weddings in a while and I really missed them. What I loved most about the weddings back in Pakistan was the shughal and apnapan there was thing about weddings in your family, that shaadi wala ghar feeling, I loved that more than the weddings themselves.
So when I started shooting weddings, and shot my first solo wedding in January, I was blown away. This was the first time I had been in charge of my style and how I wanted to approach everything. I was able to execute my ideas and I loved it. But what I loved more was the apnapan, there was a sort of oneness with the family and the bride that by the time the day was over, I felt like I had just seen a very dear friend get married. I had met the bride for the first time that night on her mehndi, and by the following day she and I were no longer strangers.
The thing I missed the most from Pakistan, that apnapan feeling of weddings, was here. And it made me love weddings even more, it made me love what I do, it made me ecstatic when I showed the bride her pics.
I covered another wedding this weekend, and let me tell you, I have never cried so much during a rukhsati. I have known this bride since we were little, though we had been out of touch for years, I still felt like I knew her. I must have been such a funny sight, camera pressed to my face, my cheeks swimming with tears as her mom hugged her, but I didn’t care, I wanted these pictures to show what everyone was feeling, I wanted to capture every tear in a way that it would look so beautiful that just by looking at these pics their hearts would brim with love. The next day when I started editing, I could not hold back the tears, I remembered her mom coming up to us while we were packing and she had hugged me so tight, the things she said to me, to my mom, we both started crying, and within minutes all three of us were a bunch of women with tears down our faces, and at that moment I had never been more in love with what I do. I hugged her mother tighter and as I said goodbye to the family, I felt sad knowing I wouldn’t see everyone again.
At the end of the day, on both the weddings, these brides became family, their families became family and that apnapan came back even among strangers, and that right there became the one thing that made me fall in love with weddings all over again :’)
Will be posting individual posts from both weddings soon so stay tuned!