Have you ever attended a marriage where you see everyone clad in their best suits and sarees with tip-top makeup and hair at 6 am in the morning full of energy and never-ending enthusiasm?
In all these eventful long days there was no sleep at all. Pooja’s, rituals, functions and chit chat with cousins, friends, aunts and uncles were never-ending. Only around the devil’s hour like 3 am in the morning, we would realise that it was late for sleep for everyone and at least as a bride I should get some beauty sleep.
When one fine night I went to sleep, mom came checking on the envelope and gifts which were safely stored in the locker of my room. She was not done yet when my uncles came to check on the fitting of his clothes in the large mirror of the bride’s room. After thirty minutes I was just about to get comfortable when my cousins dropped by just to tell me to give them a missed call when the rituals start. I was starting to question the bride status. It was not all done and with just three hours for next pooja, I forced myself to sleep inside the royal bed and comfortors.
As my sister says “Sleep is a myth in weddings. It is just a beautiful dream and can never be a reality.”
Even now when I am sitting and writing this last entry with my sisters it’s difficult for me to finish. The memories refuse to go away we have to talk about everything and anything about my wedding. Sleep is just not meant when it’s about weddings.
I cannot write an end and I cannot say goodbye.
All I can say is I am grateful for this opportunity to share a small bit of me in the form of my wedding dreams.
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Think positive and be happy!