It was the day of the Bartaman!
The boys were shaved in the morning, pretty painfully because the folks who were their mams or some sort of male relatives were number one not profesionals, number two didn't use enough water, number three didn't use enough shaving foam either. Lot of blood involved. Thankfully the hair shearing part was over pretty quick and then it was a daylong pooja fest. We were doing two videocalls, one phone on each hand, to two different groups of people, most of us. That's how popular the whole thing was.
The food was really yummy, so much dessert, way way too much dessert due to the poor planning of the folks who sold them because they sold like ten gallons of sugar water without thawing them for use in the same day. All the uncles form the nearby restaurants and stores came and setup the chairs and tents and food and cooked and served, it was so nice. Man I really understood the importance of community and being nice to friends and family and helping each other out.
In the afternoon we did several rounds of dance practice and finally danced for real. So did the girls. And so did a little girl who was about seven. So much dancing happened after that. Hung out with the cousins' cousin for a bit and understood how Nepali Americans are doing. The whole lot of them are doing quite well it turns out.
In the evening we cleaned up the place, helped take the tents down and folded the chairs and loaded the trucks. Turns out my shoes were misused by the whole lot and were kinda screwed up, which wasn't the best but whatever, good times were head. So much food and dessert by the way ugh, I still reel in memory of the sweet sweet lalmoan and jeri.
Evening was relaxed and chill with the family, making fun of each other, eating.
Sb extended his trip by two days this evening, I didn't, I'd be doing that the following evening.
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