Hi everyone.. I know I've been missing for quite a while, but the reason is a happy one: well, I'm getting married!
The fun part (and the sad part) is, my Best Friend Neha Gupta is also getting married, just a week before my wedding. I've started to feel wedding jitters. But what she feels is an escalated version, because her wedding is, well, sooon! This one is a guest article, by her, i.e. Neha Gupta: the soon to be bride.
Wedding diaries
As the day of wedding is coming close, everyday is like a new panic attack. 24 hours end up within seconds or so it seems. There is so much to do and so much to feel. Im overwhelmed with the cocktail of emotions, not knowing which one to touch first.
Yes. I AM Getting MARRIED. Oh no! Oh wow! Really! Ahhh! No!!!! It gives me jitters and little smiles at the same time to imagine spending the rest of my life with a person I have known for just a few months. The question about my decision always makes me wonder about ifs and buts and then at the end of the day he always proves that this is worth it and yes I am glad m getting married to YOU.
But is it true that I would be a visitor to my biological parents? And my heart sinks to realize that my routine and my carefree attitude is set to change its face and take the form of greater responsibilities and roles. And will I become aunty to the little kids or will I always look the way I do now. Will my buddies tease me like I tease my married friends? Oh no!
While these are the emotions I seldom realize, the list of to-dos increase everyday! I have to look great! My hair and my skin must be at their all-time best! And oh, chuck that burger, I must lose weight! That is gonna make me look great! But will the mehendi wala come on time? And when will the shopping be over?! One thing I no more enjoy is shopping, for sure being in India and getting married is like opening one market of your own that sells awesome shoes, bags, Indian clothes, western clothes, bedsheets.. Blah.. You name it and you get it!
Once I thought getting married was amazing. I can feel the time constantly slipping away. Its almost time to be a part of a new family. A new surname, a new room, a new set of parents and a partner for life. From daughter to daughter in law, my role would change. From a fiance to wife. I am anxious and scared and happy and sad all at the same time. Its almost time for me to leave the place I took birth in. Its almost time to move ahead to form new bonds. Though it's hard to express my pain I know its even better not to realize that I would now be just a visitor to my own family and that sometimes they would have to treat me like a guest and treat me like an outsider. Soon I won't be a crucial part of decision making. My brother perhaps won't tease me like before and no matter how irritating it seems, now I know I am going miss it.
And then there is office, my boss must not be mad at me! And I must do that before time. And my mom calls me to let me know the maid casually decided to take a leave! Can't the daily routine rituals leave me for a month! Oh! My jewellery and my outfits and what will I dance to and when do I have my bachelors and when do I sleep. I must sleep now.. Alas! There is so less time to even write these days.
But I AM GETTING MARRIED