The first WhatsApp call
We started planning a Punjabi wedding from Norway. Time difference: four and a half hours. Distance to the venue: a little over 6,000 kilometres. Our first proper planning conversation happened at 11 PM our time, after a long workday, on a WhatsApp call with three aunties who all spoke at once.
By the end of that call we had a list of 47 things we hadn’t known existed. Pagh banan wale. Sahee chithi. Kangni de glass. Phulkari for the maiyan. Each of these had its own vendor, its own price range, its own weeks-of-lead-time, and nobody had it written down anywhere.
“We had a list of 47 things we hadn’t known existed.”

