Wedding day/s diary!!!

shubh bibah

Yesterday was the biggest day of my life…. I got hitched!! I know, crazy right!!! So it all started about two months ago when my family found this perfect suitor for me. The first time I saw her, it was like magic. She was so beautiful and just watching her laugh with my whole family just made me realize how perfect everything was. I was so happy I almost dropped the cup of tea I was serving her, silly me. And of course, we were given few minutes to talk and test the waters. “You look more handsome than in the picture I saw” were her words.. ahh the ice breaker!!! And just then and there I knew it was meant to be. We went on couple of dates since then and here we are now… MARRIED!!

Now lets talk about the wedding. Man it was just too exhausting you know! Sitting in front of fire all day with my head down.. my neck still hurts!! And all the time that I was daring enough to put my head up, I was told to plaster smile on my face.. my cheeks still hurt from it. There were times when I almost wanted to hold my head high and let loose but then my mom’s words would echo in my head “No one wants a rebellious son in law”. Beating the heat, hunger, and pain on my back, neck, and everywhere else I can think of, I was almost looking forward to the day coming to an end, but then it hit me… time to say goodbye to the fam! I will be honest with you guys, it sucked!!! My mom was bawling her eyes, my dad my fighting his tears and about me, I am not even sure if the tears were from exhaustion or sadness or happiness or what, it was rough!!!

Well as I was helped in the car to leave and saw my wifey waiting for me, it just made it all seem worth it after all. She smiled at me and handed me a hankie and boy, did my heart melt? awhh more tears!! You would think this is the end of drama, but we have more.. keep reading! 😉

So we make it to my wife’s place and I was ushered in our bedroom. As the thought crossed my mind “Finally I can actually relax and let loose” I hear loud giggles from the hallway and before I could process it all in there were a herd of gents in my room to help me get dressed. “For what?” I almost said it out loud then my mom’s words echoed again!! I got dressed, I bonded with few gents and then it was time to meet my wifey’s relatives. There were her neighbors, her uncles, aunts, kids, dogs, I don’t even remember half of the faces I smiled at or feet I touched with my head. After what felt like an eternity, finally it was over!!!! Thank sweet lord!!!

So I was ushered in the bedroom again but with my wifey this time (yay!) and yes it was really just us-time. I was beyond exhausted at this point and hoping for the night to be over so I could just sleep. I check the time and tears almost trickled down my cheeks.. IT’S MIDNIGHT!!! I have to be up in the next five hours and make tea for everyone. Saying “I am screwed” would have been an under statement at that point. As I lay down on my side of the bed (I hope?) my wife holds my hand. And then suddenly my best friend’s words started ringing in my ears “You have to ‘do it’ on the wedding night”. Oh the infamous ‘suhag raat’, how could I have forgotten?! “I am too tired, I think we should go to sleep” as my wife said those words I breathed a huge sigh of relief and almost kissed her face (how ungentlemanly, i know).

Now we are all caught up and in the present. I have been awake for 5 hours already and it’s only 10 AM. Can you imagine? My brain hurts!!! The whole morning was spent touching everybody’s feet with my head and I don’t even know their names yet or who they are!! And the most frustrating part of it all, where is my wife? I left my home and my family for her and all I have been doing is touching feet and serving tea.. this life!!! My wife is hanging out with the ladies.. all the time!!! Like what could be more important than her husband? And I am here waiting for her to calm me down as I am about to lose my shit! She is the only person that I know well enough to be here and here I am trying to make small talk with all these uncles. And what is this baby doing on my lap?! I don’t even like babies!! But I have to pretend to like it all and smile all the time. I miss my dad!!! Or do I? He is the one who sent me here in the first place promising this will be the most beautiful thing that will ever happen to me.

And just now someone just whispered in my ear that I need to go get ready for the reception. Oh I almost forgot about it!! Another evening putting my head down and smiling when it’s up!! “Get through few more days and your life will be a piece of cake” I remember one of my uncles telling me that. I plaster a fake smile on my face and head to the bedroom to get dressed!

Side Note: I hope you caught the sarcasm!

Side side note: Not married!! 😉
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Man! I feel like a woman! ;)



Ladies.. and gents, let me start out with the obvious – Happy International Woman’s day everyone!! Man, isn’t it a great day to be a woman?!! (see what I did there.. see it, see it?) lol Yes yes I know, womanhood shouldn’t just be celebrated just one day.. BUT since we have this day designated for it, why not give it a recognition? I do have to admit though, today was just like any other day but with gazillions of posts about women empowerment posted by people in social medias and Frida Kahlo/ Rosa Parks/ Marie Curie snapchat filters added here and there.

I have read so many beautiful posts from great men and women talking about all the struggles we face as woman and what we have achieved so far and it is wonderful to read those. However, I have decided to talk about small things in life that we can get away with for the only reason – being woman. What is so great about being a woman then? To each it’s own and I am going to share mine. If you know me personally, you would know I am your borderline girly-girl. I LOVE the fact that I can have my desk at work decorated unapologetically pink without being judged for it (hopefully). Yes, women are stereotyped for loving pink but my love for the color started before I was introduced to the stereotype. Growing up back home, there was no trend of buying pink/blue stuff for new-borns based on their gender. I may have even witnessed little boys wrapped in pink blankies and little girls in blue. Oh and I also love the fact that I can get away with saying words like “blankie”.

Growing up when the boys would be asked to turn into “kukhura” (putting your head between your knees while standing and holding your ears) as punishment for being naughty at school, girls would get let off the hook with a warning or two. I mean how awesome is that?! One minute you are treated with such sensitivity like a fragile flower and the next there are plans being made to marry you off with strangers.. because you can handle it?! Okay, this is a hornets nest I will poke some other day as I clearly started out saying I will embrace the positives. lol I also enjoyed the fact that “girl problems” could be used as excuse to miss PEs and assemblies in school and till date “cramps” can be used as an excuse to miss any unwanted social gatherings. 😉 Real cramps – not at all enjoyable!!!

Then comes the fun part – clothes, shoes, shopping, make up, girls day/night out, manicure sesh, spa day…… There is one thing that I can do any given day no matter how tired, broken, or broke I am: shopping! It legit cures everything. Given the fact that I love shopping so much, I hate shopping for men. If I ever have to buy gift for a guy, I push it until last min and buy anything that I can find in the last 5 mins before store closes. lol It is a super hard task. On the other hand, shopping for women is super easy. Myriad of colors, items, and selections. Oh and I can never imagine this life without being able to wear lipstick, so amen to that!

In my opinion, a woman adds color to a man’s life. With a woman entering their life, cushions get added on the couch, matching dinnerware replaces unmatched cups and plates, toilet seats are set down (that’s a bonus), brunches & mimosas are introduced, all-in-one shampoo/conditioner/body wash is replaced by separate bottles, wall hangings turn bright and colorful, all shades of red,s blues and greens replaces the blacks and grays in the house, and so much more that I could write a book about it. I enjoy every little tiny detail in life that makes me a woman. Maybe I allow myself to get stereotyped too much or maybe we have turned every little things to be negatively stereo-typed, who knows?Anywho, I know there is a LOT more things that are wonderful about being a woman but I decided to focus on tiny little things today. Those things that may not be as significant or may be too much stereo-typed, but at the end of the day some things to cherish about.Oh and the best one saved for the last – There is no International Mans Day!!! 😉