It must be that time of night, or the insanely depressing news I have been watching for the past 24 hours, that weird thoughts are creeping into my mind. I thought to look through some wedding forum posts to distract myself and came across rukhsati and bridal flower beds. And the one thing that crossed my mind was, “I’m seriously going to begin crying unless my husband agrees to drive from the hotel where we have the wedding back to my house where I can sleep in MY bed, in MY room, where I have been sleeping for 18years!!”
I need to stop being awake! I want to cry now. Damn terrorists.
Are there any nice rukhsati stories to be told here? Do you think I can convince the husband to drive me home :P?