What Rosogulla Chaat Taught Me About Messing with “Bengali Kalchur”

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What Rosogulla Chaat Taught Me About Messing with “Bengali Kalchur”

Illustration: Sushant Ahire

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y Punjabi brother recently tied the knot with his half-Bengali half-Tamil wife in a wedding held in Karnataka and attended by my own half-Konkani half-Marathi in-laws. It felt less like a wedding and more like a trailer to “Mile Sur Mera Tumhara. Unity in Diversity. Mera Bharat Mahaan.”

These were also the noble emotions our side of the family would have felt had we not been enveloped in being our loud, boisterous Punjabi selves. Naturally, the pounding noises of our dhol and baaraat muted the fusion of the sombre cultures around us in one uncomfortable instant. Seeing this, the cultured Bengalis and the composed Tamilians went into a state of shock, until the calm Konkanis took it upon themselves to coach them in the art of weathering a Punjabi wedding takeover – they were speaking from their own PTSD from my wedding a few years ago.

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