So the two bideshis of Rangamati eventually met last night. Lovely. And about time. And Tania has… wait for it…a washing machine. I’m not actively seeking out new friends with washing machines. Even though it might appear that way to a casual observer.
In Rangamati Society News: Wedding season has kicked off, well and proper. Went to a Chakma wedding yesterday, but just the lunch part not the actual reception part. Still trying to work out weddings here. Seems that the ceremony starts off at the bride’s house, then moves onto the groom’s house. This ceremony is for family and close friends only. Then a lunch party is held the next day, which a LOT of people attend. At the wedding lunch I was at yesterday, about 1,000 people were expected for lunch. So it all happens in shifts. This feeding of hundreds/thousands of people is where I have seen Bangladesh as it’s most efficient. You turn up at your allotted time, eat, and leave. No messing about. As you’re finishing your meal, the next shift (of say 50 or 100 people, depending on how big the entire party is) is arriving. It runs like clockwork. How refreshing! After the quick feed, we went to see the bride. Who is put up in a little room, for the entire day, sitting on a bed, all dressed up in her wedding outfit, for people to come in and out to see. It seemed to me like she’s all dolled up, and put out on display. Doesn’t seem like that much fun to me.
In Eid News: On my way to the wedding, I saw a bit of slaughtering going on. Well, it was the after math of the slaughtering. Like I had guessed, my fascination with it all disappeared pretty quickly. Lots of blood and guts, just on the side of the road. One scene that might stay in my mind for a while, was of recently picked apart cow (or bull), with only the hide, head, hooves and tail remaining. All in tact and still connected, like a animal skin you’d see on a wall. With it’s ‘contents’ sitting neatly in a pile beside it. I don’t think I’ve ever seen an animal split open, and all it insides on the outside before. There is a lot of stuff in there. It brings the whole meat eating business much closer to home. It reveals all the steps in the meat production chain, and suddenly we realise that animals aren’t just teleported from the happily-grazing-in-a-field state to neatly-wrapped-in-cellophane-in-a-supermarket-fridge state. There are some pretty unpleasant scenes in-between, that most of us don’t even think about. Or try not to think about.