Sometimes some fairy tales are nothing but wishful thinking...maybe the Prince Charming is actually Prince Cunning , or the Sleeping Beauty isn't willing to wait for a hundred years for him...
As far as Mira is concerned , marriage and love is bette...
When I look at the reflection in the mirror , I see a perfect looking bride , clad in her pastel bridal outfit , everything about her was dazzling and simply stunning.
I don't remember my childhood aspirations about being a bride , but in these past days , especially today , I suddenly feel like it's a huge responsibility , of being some's life partner , of being a person with a new identity altogether.
A responsibility , not a burden , because there was a large part of me that couldn't wait to embark on this journey , and some part that was conflicted with the bittersweet emotions of leaving my family.
Nevertheless , I adjust my pastel green dupatta. Unlike in Traditional weddings , I was wearing a pastel lehenga that was almost my own weight. This had been chosen by my soon to be MIL , and to be honest , I wouldn't change a thing about it.
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I try not to move much , the complicated accessories were not my piece of cake. Even if this totally rocked the summer wedding and regal look , and made my face glow with bright happiness , it still was heavy.
Besides , all the kangan , kalire and chuda rituals were already done in the evening , and now it was the big wait for the wedding retuals to start. I wonder what Viyaan is thinking right now.
" Oh , my God !!" Kaira gasped as she came in , dressed up pretty nice herself.
" God , Mira , you just look..." she trailed off , her eyes turning misty.
Oh , no , not now. This was specifically why I asked Mom to leave me alone for a while. I feel like crying whenever I see this teary eyed expression.
" Amazing !!" Pia chirped in , " Even without me selecting the joda."
She came to me , hugging tightly.
" Tell me something , Miramma." Pia grinned ," How are going to sedu-"
" Ok , I 've had enough of this !!" I held my hands up in surrender , almost knocking something with the huge kalires. Pia and Kaira laughed , before leaving the room to let Mom , Dad and Sam in.
All morning , during the various ceremonies , I've gotten teased to the point of blowing up. Friends , cousins , aunts , hell , even Mom tired to impart some last minute ' Adarsh patni advice" to me. I don't think I needed any of the " warm milk" and " act shy" pointers for my first night .But nonetheless , this Indianised version of Sex Education had to be spoken about among some twenty -thirty ladies , who giggled after every statement and teased me , making me feeling creeped out and uncomfortable , the whole time .
And my friends making wierd noises didn't help one bit. I just wanted to shrink away from that discussion , too bad I was the reason it was happening in the first place.
" Mira ," Dad held his hands out , and I rushed to hug him tightly.
" I can't believe my daughter is getting married , " Dad slightly laughed , but I could hear his voice cracking, " And I am seeing her in her bridal outfit..."
