The Kashmir Mughlai-delicacies in weddings is not anything new that it’d typically warrant any reappraisal. However, through the years, it has got so convoluted that higher than cuisine, it appears to be a considerable curse to wait for a marriage, not to mention arranging and dealing with one. Weddings might be organized in heaven, but they may be honestly messed up in Kashmir. The element of display-off has added new dimensions to our banquet, and one wonders whether we are economically absolutely devastated due to the many-years-old warfares? The typical seven-route meal—rista, Rogan josh, paneer, palak, ab gosht, korma and goshtabah (this doesn’t include the dishes positioned over a mattress of rice)—has now been changed with the aid of a multi-cuisine extravaganza, making any occasion a sheer waste of resources. The rich may want to manage to pay for such extravagance easily, but for the negative, it turns into a back-breaking pastime as they need to place all their meager sources together and, very frequently, go into debt for web hosting a wedding.

One could often pay attention to towns and villages blaming the metropolis for inventing many rituals and customs—shehrikev hurarev biddat. But, my enjoy in South Kashmir tells me that Srinagar is a long way higher than the town in keeping restraint on the waste that goes unabated there. Although I even have managed many weddings there, by no means earlier than did I see human beings indulging in mindless spending on wazwan, making the whole event not most effective bulky in handling but additionally arranging. Whether it is misshapen (engagement) or Chandra (wedding), the seven-path meal has come to be a component of the beyond there. The Mughlai dishes put over a mattress of rice within the serving plate (trauma) have passed through an intensive trade inside the closing three decades. While in Srinagar, seekh kebabs, fried rib pieces (tabakh maaz), one piece of shank (Danni people); one or shami kebabs, one full hen cut in two or four portions over a mattress of rice is the regular serving, in South Kashmir, four seekh kebabs, four fried rib portions, 4 pieces of shank, shami kebabs, complete chickens (one in red chilli and some other prepared in yoghurt), lehbi kebabs (minced mutton kebabs), a yoghurt-based mutton piece, and a slice of cheese cooked in tomato sauce over a bed of rice have grow to be a habitual. The ‘whilst-ingesting’ dishes served one after the other can also vary, relying on the potential of the host. Serving veg in weddings has come to be a taboo in South Kashmir while in Srinagar cheese in tomato sauce, and mushroom have an everlasting function.

Who taught South Kashmir that a plate should be so covered with mutton dishes? They can’t blame the town for such extravagance because the city keeps with its age-old way of life. It is ideal that human beings comply with the “takeaway” system, carrying nearly all mutton dishes within the polythene baggage that are provided together with water bottles, coke, and hand-wash substances—Srinagar hadn’t learned this trick until currently. The next invites—known as phrasal and sat-rate (7th day) in common parlance—are also lots exclusive from what we do in Srinagar. Serving dry fruit and juices is not unusual in both, however, with tea, the South is going out of the way in serving not best a massive pastry piece but additionally a field containing at least three bakery items—kanddi kulcha being obligatory. The fine a part of the service is that the entirety that is served on these events is carried domestically by the guests, being helped via the loved ones and friends of the host. While Sringarites decide upon saffron kehwa, the South stays glued to warm milk in a samovar.

One can also sense that extravagance in weddings is a part of our lifestyle and consequently there has been no want to talk approximately it. But, the truth of the matter is that we have elevated the quantity of dishes at a time whilst every person bitch about of deteriorating economic conditions, particularly because Nineteen Nineties, and the out of doors global is looking our plight as moot spectators. On the one hand, we rue about having misplaced the whole lot to the struggle and, on the other hand, we do not pull away from spending lavishly at the weddings, each in terms of gold embellishes and wazwan. It is peculiar that any such waste of assets is neither happening inside the Chinab Valley, neither is it a practice in Jammu Muslims. Who could agree with us that we aren’t prosperous and that we are suffering due to the battle? There is not any denying the fact that the prevailing warfare has made a lot of us richer and lots of a rich has end up paupers. However this is no motive for us to waste our resources and make the arena snigger at us!

In this regard the role of the preachers who declare to be the saviours of this hapless kingdom and who waste lots of power in shouting from pulpits approximately how Islam and Muslims are in chance on the fingers of non-Muslims is extremely pathetic. We, the humans of Kashmir, are doing everything that goes towards the very spirit of Islam that teaches us to be simply and careful in our spending. Nobody has barred us from ingesting extravagance however in any form is disliked–wakuloo washraboo wala tusrifoo… (7:31). We are neither conscientious human beings, nor are our political and non secular leaders able to raise awareness of people about this waste as they participate in such activities without any objections. In the prevailing scenario, such behaviour is very unfortunate. The ongoing struggle has devastated many households, leaving many women hapless and hopeless. The money that we spend at the ‘curse’ called wazwan may be better utilized to assist them, particularly the ones families that have lost their most effective bread winners because of the chaos and confusion that we find within the streets of Kashmir. This madness should quit if we should survive! Let’s us make marriages simpler and low-cost and our cuisine confined to what we are able to easily eat!


Subtly charming alcohol fan. Internet aficionado. Problem solver. Bacon trailblazer. Explorer.
Baseball fan, mother of 2, band member, International Swiss style practitioner and communicator, collector, connector, creator. Performing at the fulcrum of minimalism and purpose to save the world from bad design. German award-winning designer raised in Austria & currently living in New York City.