OK, so it wasn't exactly my wedding, but it's probably the only Indian wedding I'll ever attend so close enough. The wedding events actually lasted for a full week, but I was only able to attend the ceremony and reception on Saturday. It was a beautiful event at the Hilton Hotel in Chicago. The ballroom was amazing, the food was amazing, the traditional Indian outfits were amazing, and of course celebrating this life-changing day with one of my dearest friends was also amazing. Sure, I couldn't understand much of anything during the ceremony because I don't speak Hindi. Thankfully, the bride and groom took their white friends into consideration and printed English programs to explain the blessings, prayers, and rituals. I learned two big cultural differences in Christian weddings and Indian weddings. First, at no point during the ceremony or reception did the bride and groom kiss. Kissing in public doesn't quite fit with the modesty of the Indian culture. Second, once the Bollywood music started bumpin, everyone tore up the floor as individuals, never as couples. There was not one slow song played. No complaints here!