I was bit sad and upset,but my family arranged a very nice lunch.They picked me up from salon and took me out for lunch.We spent a quality time together,and this lunch is a beutifull memory for me to cheerish all my life.
im going to cryy! i wont be able to help it...im the kind of person that will analyze everything...
im gonna be like: omg this is the last night ever sleeping in my room...and this is the last morning i get to wake up as a single person in my room...last breakfast in my house...etc.
ah.....i think i am going to be so happy kay pooray ghar mai bhangra daal rahi hon gi :D seriously. i don't think i will cry or be stressed, maybe if i am forced to marriage or anything then it's a totally different deal but if i like the guy and my cloths and makeup is pretty then, i haven no clue how i would be sitting down like a decent bride, i would be really happy running around, taking my own photos, and taking my family's photos (because my family like my photography so i am always the one taking photos of everyone) oh and i also think i will be doing mehndi of everyone too cuz i can do mehndi and i am sure even if i am a bride everyone will make me do their mehndi :D
^ no, i dont either! its so surreal getting married,theres so much to take in,that you kinda zone out a bit i think.
on the morning of my wedding day, i remember that i was ready before the rest of my family and my relatives,i remember sitting on a cott with my sister for a long time,holding my handbag, waiting to be told that we could go to the hall now. i remember that some people in the village had heard there was a wedding happening and came to the house with a drum of some kind and asked for money lol. idont recall feeling nervous, i knew that my sisters were stick by me throughout the whole thing and that was a comfort. and thats all i remember, just little things.
Im gonna make sure the DJ plays some fun bhangra song so everyone's happy at the time of rukhsati.. I'm the kind who will probably walk out dancing and making everyone do the same, I'm known as the dancing bride because that's how I walked down the aisle on my nikkah as well. It's a happy occasion, Im not moving to another country, I will see my family all the time iA, and Im gonna be so happy to be finally moving in with my husband.
The main reason everyone gets sad is because of those puranay zamanay ke rotey dhotey gaaney, and Im banning my DJ from playing any of them.
How did i feel on the day of my wedding: I felt positive. Upbeat. I had an inner calmness. I knew i was making the right decision. I knew that there was no other man but him for me to spend the rest of my living life with. I had a great breakfast with my parents and siblings. I went for a walk. The whole morning was calm and kinda surreal. The day before my wedding, i had a heart-to-heart with my dad at brunch that got me teary but he helped me put things into perspective.
At the rukhsati: i didn’t even get teary!!! About a week AFTER the wedding, the floodgates were wide open and all my tears came gushing out at once …but my family did get a little teary when hubby and i were leaving the venue, but i was told that soon after we left, the partying continued, and i’m glad it did
on my bhabi's rukhsati (it was here in toronto and her family was all in pakistan), i told the dj not to play any sad song and told him to play palki main hoki from khal nayak ...everyone loved it!
she was actually smiling when she was in her dholki..awww..
im going to cryy! i wont be able to help it...im the kind of person that will analyze everything...
im gonna be like: omg this is the last night ever sleeping in my room...and this is the last morning i get to wake up as a single person in my room...last breakfast in my house...etc.
sigh
i m of same kind n m sure i will have same feeling but still i want to enjoy every single moment so no more stress
Yep i was very sad..and nervous...and wanted to say..NO......!
The thought of leaving my parents...and my home ate away at me. :(
Same here....I thought I was ok,until my mum got me breakfast.... as she didn't think I would eat enough lunch or would get a chance to eat dinner properly either....and proceeded to feed me.That just choked me completely (and not 'cos of the food :)),and we both ended up crying...never forget that.There's something about Ammi feeding me...even now... that just makes me teary.