My husband and our best man and his best friend Ram performed the khukuri dance at our wedding party dance just after the ceremony. They were facing each other, close in, and some of their full-force sidecuts and downstrokes stopped only an inch or so from landing on each other, but neither was cut a bit. After they finished but before the new husband and wife got our first dance together, Ram came over to me with a wrapped box, and when I opened it, there was a brand new khukuri inside, a full-sized military one, not the little one often used by Nepalese women and sold to tourists. I did a 4-year tour in the Air Force, so my little brother Ram honoured me as a fellow soldier as well as a new bride. And I have the rest of our lives together to learn to use it properly. When Ram presented me with it, I cried. He laughed, and said that now that I had my new present, none of the other pretty girls there would want to dance with my husband. Thank you Ram, you wise man!
