Yesterday, I attended my very close friend's wedding...I drove there, losing my way lot many times , but still making it in time for their grand entrance in the hall. It was commendable on my part as driving and Saree both together was like scary dream for an armature driver like me... With a lot of pomp and show, like every other North Indian wedding it was full of colors, people, food, music and money... It’s truly said marriages are amazing occasions for eating, feasting and merry-making.
I've been by many a friend's wedding in the past few years...but never one like this. It was everything that I wanted, and everything that I feared. The fear of me being at that place in near future…
It was like a basket of all possible moods, expressions and feeling under one roof more than just the people and food. The panic in her eyes was clearly visible but at the same time everything was incomparable in front of the pleasure and the enthusiasm seen in the eyes of her parents. I still remember the 1st function (called as roka) , aunty was almost jumping with contentment ,it felt as if she has become a kid again who's got her favorite ice cream to eat after a lot of struggle ... It seems they were dancing on the rhythm of accomplishment … Everything seemed so perfect and beautiful , like King queen they were standing on the stage being blessed by all for the unknown yet better days ahead .She was looking like a princess in red complementing her groom in every way.
For us it was not just a day, we have been working for it or rather ill say celebrating this day since last 3 months, every Sunday was either spent in shopping, packing for her "dahej" stuff or just simple gossiping.. None of us would have ever imagined this day the time we met each other almost 14 years back in school. From school to college to office and a new innings a total new world to start... All i can say is Long live you both and would like to end this on a rhythm of”aaj mere yaar ki shaadi hai... "
