He is a Hindu NRI and I am a Christian, so I did a court

In the words of Rakhi Sawant—“He is a Hindu NRI and I am a Christian, so I did a court marriage and had a Catholic wedding. The wedding was intimate with just family members.”—there resounds the timeless challenge of union across difference. The bond of marriage here is not forged in ease, but in the meeting of two traditions, two faiths, two worlds. And yet, through humility and choice, she reveals that love can transcend boundaries, finding its sanctity both in the law of the state and the blessing of the sacred.

The ancients knew this truth well: that when two peoples unite in love, their bond becomes more than personal—it becomes a bridge between communities. Recall the tale of Antony and Cleopatra. Their union was not only passion but a mingling of Rome and Egypt, a bond that promised unity even as it stirred conflict. Though history judged them harshly, their story teaches that love across divides carries both peril and profound possibility. Sawant’s words, though humble, echo this ancient drama: love must sometimes stand between worlds, and yet endure.

The choice of a court marriage reflects submission to the law, the recognition that society itself must sanction the union. But the Catholic wedding, intimate and bound in ritual, reveals the soul’s need for sanctity, for a blessing that transcends earthly authority. In weaving both, Sawant demonstrates wisdom: that the fullness of love requires both the order of the world and the blessing of the spirit.

The intimacy of the ceremony, with only family present, is also instructive. For the ancients often taught that what is most sacred does not need crowds or spectacle. The Spartan weddings were simple, the vows whispered in quiet, yet they bound souls as tightly as the grandest royal feasts. It is not the number of witnesses that sanctifies a union, but the depth of commitment and the love that holds fast beneath every difference.

Thus, let this lesson be passed down: love may face walls of culture, faith, and distance, yet it finds a way when it is true. Whether through the court’s decree or the blessing of the church, whether before multitudes or within the circle of family, the essence of the wedding is the vow. And when that vow crosses boundaries, it becomes more than a union of two souls—it becomes a testament to love’s power to weave harmony where the world has sown division.