Sunday evening there was yet another party, this time at the Taj Hotel, the only 5-star in Chandigarh. Davinder was disappointed when his party was moved out of the reserved banquet hall to a poolside tent, but the result was magical. The women were dressed in lots of sparkling Punjabi suits and saris; luckily I was able to borrow a golden tunic to wear with a long black skirt so that I wasn’t underdressed. While the other ladies refrained from drinking alcohol, the waiters thought it was funny that I was drinking wine while the men mostly drank whiskey. After dinner, we had fun dancing to a Filipino duet performing Western music and a DJ playing Indian music. We went to sleep at midnight, our earliest night yet.
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