Since the 10th, comments are only for people with an Attelkom login. For me it is a small thing: my brides and grooms have Attelkom at home. For my friends abroad, an e-mail instead, and I will post the best.
There is a type: the karaoke uncle. He appears in the second half, after the third toast, takes the microphone from my hand like a baby from its mother, and sings "Kök Bel" (the old song about the Blue Pass) in four keys.
I used to fight him. Now I give him the second microphone and put his song in the middle, between the games. Everybody is happy and he feels like an artist. It is called management.
The hall gave us the same floor on the same day: a toi at 6, a funeral lunch (as, the memorial meal) for an old man at 1 p.m. The chairs were still warm. The family of the old man left a candle on the head table, and the groom's mother saw it and said "leave it", and it stayed through the whole toi.
I started the toast to the dead with that candle. It was the quietest minute of my year. Then the DJ turned the music on and the bride danced with the grandfather of the groom, and he was crying and laughing and 82.
The candle on the head table. Nobody moved it.Two years since the first post. Things I know now that I did not know in 2011:
- A microphone is a weapon. Give it to the right uncle.
- If the hall says "we start at 6", you start at 7.40.
- Never joke about the groom's mother.
- The bride's friends are in charge, not the bride.
- Always eat before the toi. At the toi nobody will bring you a plate.
Thank you to the couples. Thank you to Ilyas, who is on a plane right now.
The sözchü leads the toasts. There is an order: God and the White Rider, the land, the dead (the first drops on the ground), Janyl and the saints, the parents, the guests, the children, the road last. My job is to keep the room awake in between.
Last night the sözchü, an old uncle of the groom, did parents first and God last, then looked up and said: "Oh, I have mixed it. Then let us do it again from the beginning." We drank twice to God and the White Rider. The hall was in love with him. It is the only way to break the order and not be a bad man: say it out loud.