Visiting Family After Marrying my Wife, Part 1: Packing My Suitcase

Last year, my partner C and I tied the knot at the local city hall before a select group of people comprising of close friends and one family member on each side — the fathers of the brides. That our fathers made it to the ceremony warmed our hearts, impressed some friends and surprised a few others. This was followed by my first American Christmas — also my first family Yuletide — in a warm southern state, which was a welcome relief from the New England chill. Now, a business-related event is taking me back to India, my place of origin, and compelling me to face my extended family, some of whom have gaped in horror, felt anger, sadness, and general confusion at the turn of events in my personal life.

Wedding in New England Photograph Copyright Dino Rowan Photography"

Wedding in New England
Photograph Copyright Dino Rowan Photography

C and I are as similar as we are different. She comes from a Southern Catholic family that has witnessed biracial marriages before, whereas I have a Hindu middle class upbringing with little ethnic intermingling, though my family has upheld the value of cultural diversity in our surroundings. She grew up on Midwestern farms, I in an Indian city of over three million people. So, when we found that we agreed on bigger issues like being gay, double espresso shots and frequent museum visits, we decided to waste no time and swiftly married. Her family welcomed me very warmly over this past Christmas, and her mother threw us a wonderful reception in her backyard. Although it was clear that we hailed from very different social and cultural worlds, never for a moment did I feel unwelcome in their household. There was even a pitbull puppy to play with during my stay!

I might not have fully noticed our interracial, interfaith, binational lesbian wedding had my mother not reacted so virulently. She reminded me repeatedly on the phone that my partner was a ‘foreigner’ and a ‘woman’ — both identities seemed to matter to her with equal significance — and that I was completely out of my mind to take such a decision. An aunt considered tele-counseling me out of the wedding, convinced that her reasoning would prevail. For some odd reason, T-Mobile saved me, and her calls reportedly failed each time she tried calling me. A few older family members blamed my West European education for corrupting my sexuality — it must have been that stint in Paris (when in doubt, blame the French!) — oblivious to the colorful life I had once led while living in the subcontinent. Never underestimate the strength of an underground gay scene! The bottom line of all this was neither my sexuality nor my wife was going to be welcome back home.

Fortunately, the backlash didn’t affect me much at the time, since my dad voluntarily played the role of the great educator and defender of LGBT rights to my dismayed family members, including my mom. Dad’s strong reasoning coupled with his direct support for my ‘cause’ provided me with a powerful line of defense against hostile family members. Thanks to Dad’s relentless support, my mother had a change of heart over the past months, my aunt quieted down and the others could do little but let out occasional deep sighs. More recently, my mother has started sharing recipes for curry and a host of Bengali recipes with my wife, has regularly inquired about C’s health, and is probably shopping for Fabindia kurtas for her American daughter-in-law ahead of my visit. For this incrementally progressive behavior, I owe my dad for his consistent support of his daughter’s sexuality, and surprisingly, my grandmother. To her, it is like ‘shoi-patano’(a special bonding between female friends in Bengal) with the added stamp of legality.

Reception in the South Photography Copyright C Ruppel

Reception in the South
Photography Copyright C Ruppel

Since the wedding has made me come out to more people than I had ever intended, this trip back to my place of origin makes facing their reactions inevitable. Will my physical presence stoke the intensity of their opposition? Will they be passive aggressive or confrontational? What should I do under such circumstances – face them upfront, smile and nod, or rebook my tickets and leave early? Ever since my trip to India has become confirmed, I have been thinking of various strategies to save skin and self-esteem, and to return back to New England in one piece.

However, all is not bleak. My parents being aware of my misgivings have repeatedly assured me of their support, which is most essential. My mom reaffirmed, “Everybody wants you to be happy. They are a little confused about the means you have adopted but will come around over time.” My cousin — the other pink sheep in the family — has promised to drop by to collect her wedding favor. For all good reasons, I am both her inspiration and biggest support. It is a rare pleasure to have a gay cousin, and to share the trials and tribulations together. Yet, a two-week stay in India will also bring me in close proximity with less supportive family members, remind me once again the dire state of gay rights back home, and probably make me postpone my wife’s visit to India indefinitely.

Despite these rough possibilities, as I pack my suitcase, I hope for happy surprises, less heteronormative aggression, and just the simple joy of visiting my roots.

This is the first of a series of three posts on my journey and back.

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Jay grew up in India and after a detour in Europe now calls Boston home. She loves to write on politics, foreign policy and LGBT rights across the world.

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  1. This is wonderful, I’m really excited to read more! Also slightly sad we didn’t get a picture of said pitbull puppy, but damn those rings are beautiful.

  2. The thought of your mumma shopping for your wife is so sweet. Props to your dad for being so awesome :)

  3. This is so lovely and also inspiring! Among your trip all of our good energy will be towards you in hopes your trip is as lovely as you are!

  4. Granted, I’m in a teary mood today anyway, but your dad’s and grandma’s support is really moving. Looking forward to hearing more.

  5. I can’t wait to read more!! Best of luck and love for your trip back to India!

  6. Very interested to read the rest of this series! I hope your visit goes/is going/went well!

  7. I’m super excited to read the rest of this.
    Your mom sending your wife recipes is the sweetest thing I’ve heard today

  8. Thank you so much for sharing! I’m not out the Indian side of my family (to whom I’m one of the American cousin) but am hoping to be eventually. So thank you. In my own family, my grandparents’ marriage (white and Punjabi) was initially met with outrage, and over the course of 2-5 years things cooled down. In my family the ‘family’ eventually trumped the other stuff they were upset about, and I’m hoping it will win again for me.

  9. Wow, this is intense. I hope it is all going/went well. Your Dad and Grandma sound like amazing people.

    I’m out to all of my Puerto Rican family but I haven’t been back to the island in 11 years. In that time I have come out and gotten married- to a white girl no less! I’m super nervous about how we will be received by some family members but mostly just the general public. My big brother and his wife get dirty looks because they are interracial. The “machisimo” mindset is alive and prevalent on the island as well. Luckily my parents are firmly in support of us and there is no way we’d ever visit without them. It’s a problem for the future.

    Tl; dr… I’m rooting for you to have an amazing visit with lots of love and changes of heart on their side. I’m looking forward to reading the rest!

    • Thanks for sharing, Tory! Glad to know that your parents are supportive. That’s more than half the battle won. Hope you’re enjoying the rest of the series.

  10. I’m so excited to read more of your story! I’m reading an ethnography right now, Queer Activism in India, but it’s a little dated, most of the field work was conducted during the 90s and early 00s. I’m sure some aspects of queer culture has changed, a lot. Also your dad and grandmother sound lovely!

  11. Congratulations on your wedding! I’m looking forward to the rest of the posts.

    That mention of ‘shoi-patano’ was fascinating! I’ve always been interested in the different forms of socially recognized female intimate affection throughout the world.

  12. This is so honest and heartfelt. I can’t wait to read about the rest of your trip, and am cautiously optimistic that you’ll have positive things to say!

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