the point is…hmmm…last year i got a proposal of a guy who was 26, 27 years old. doing his masters or something in pakistan. he was from a middle class family and doesn’t earn a lot of money and stuff yet.
when i was told of that proposal the first thing that came in my mind was "omg, i can never get that 2 laakh ka lehnga 
and it broke my heart so bad that for days i cried my self to sleep. and i hated that materialistic side of me. and I KNOW i was wrong so please don’t give me lectures on that.
i want to stop thinking that way, i want to be happy in what ever comes in my way regardless of the price tag, or the “bling, bling” factor.
just for the recorded i didn’t say no for him cuz of those materialistic reasons.
yaar. i just don’t want one of the most important day of my life to be ruined because my wedding dress isn’t what i imagined, or my wedding venue is not P.C pool side but an empty plot by my dadi’s house in karachi
i want to be selfless, i want to be happy for the real things. i just don’t know how to
dude, i am addicted to the wedding section
and INSHALLAH for the next part i really hope it works out like that INSHALLAH.
i know, but they gives such beautiful dreams to my eyes, and i am addicted to these dreams.
my dreams remind me of that “lotus” flower from “the odyssey”