There’s something ancient about turmeric that even the wedding photographers in India struggle to capture—the way it transforms everything it touches, including the hearts holding it.
Anushka’s hands trembled as her cousins filled them with golden powder, while across the courtyard, Vinayak laughed as his friends ambushed him with their own arsenal of turmeric. This wasn’t just another ritual for us, as wedding photographers to document; this was the exact moment two families decided to become one. At House of Bliss, we live for these unscripted seconds when tradition meets pure joy.
When the first handful flew through the air, chaos erupted. Vinayak’s white kurta became a canvas of golden handprints, while Anushka dissolved into giggles as turmeric rained down like blessings.’
At House of Bliss, we’ve learned to anticipate these moments—when the first handful flies through the air and chaos erupts. Laughter becomes contagious, spreading from grandmother to toddler, from serious uncles to shy aunts.Even India’s well known photographers know to step back during these bursts of authentic joy because the most beautiful shots happen when families forget they’re being photographed.
The golden dust settled on silk sarees and crisp kurtas, but what it really stained was memory.
Years from now, when someone asks about the color of their wedding, they won’t describe decorations or flowers. They’ll remember this: the weight of tradition in their palms, the sound of family becoming forever.
This is why we believe most wedding photographers might capture events, but we capture souls turning golden.