Then from outside came the sounds of a marching band. This time it was a dual wedding—two grooms each on a white horse moving slowly in a procession down the street. The procession stopped just below Dream Team's third story window and we went down to watch. A second procession and a third groom came along and the two groups intermingled. Well-wishers reached up to place garlands around the grooms necks and to feed them mouthfuls of cake. The whole scene was brightly lit by battery-powered fluorescent lights.
The processions continued on. We said goodbye to Ajay, his dad and his friends and headed off in the opposite direction to pack and get some sleep before an early morning bus.