The closest I'm ever likely to get to an orgy is being at 47 weddings in one go, on one stage. No, seriously; where could this be? Udaipur, of course. Over a weekend evening of driving around this Rajasthan lake town, I could figure that all that there is to it are 'destination weddings'. You can hear DJs belting out desi numbers from far-off five star hotels, breaking the deathly silence of this otherwise morning-town.

But I'm not talking about the multiple fancy, pre/post wedding parties in Udaipur, the sorts that the Ambanis hosted for their daughter Isha in City Palace in 2018. The one I was at, in the outskirts of Udaipur, is where the Ambanis had simultaneously sent free food to feed the poor, for whom hosting a wedding often equals halving their life's income.