Sunday, January 5, 2014

She is an epitome of love




There are all smiles all around. People are seen talking, laughing and giggling in the hall. The costumes and the ornaments which they wore glittered at their best. The mandap  is beautifully decorated with three rows of marigold, two rows of green leaves and another three rows of jasmines and rose petals. The artificial golden flowers are hanging on the four sides of the mandap. The priest initiated the process of  chanting mantras and started explaining the meaning of mantras and the wedding.

And then... she entered into the Mandap, wearing gorgeous red saree with a golden blouse. The diamond jewellery she wore made her look awesome. All looks are gazed on her as she walked into the Mandap. She silently settled on the stool placed opposite to him. They were separated by the thin white cloth. Both their parents sat beside them. He tried to look at her from beneath the white cloth, but he could only get the view of her beautiful hands. The red nail polish on her fair skin is shining like a rising sun. The rituals and customs thus followed, and event took its own charm all through the while. Finally, he got the chance to look at his soul mate while tying Mangalsutra. He got lost in her beauty and charm. Their eyes met at that moment. She saw warmth in his looks.  Both blushed and came into the reality when people started noticing them.

“They promised to be with each other for rest of the lives, through thick and thin, through happiness and sorrows, through Smiles and pain. The seven steps they took, they promised to be wife and husband for seven lives ahead.  They vowed to respect each other, and their families. They took oath to love each other for rest of their lives”.

The time has now come to leave her home, parents, friends and enter the new world.  She has worst fears in the world. It becomes hard to believe that the next day she wakes up not seeing the beautiful wall in her room, smell mummy’s coffee, listen to her favorite music and the morning walk with her puppy. The hidden tears gushed out. She couldn't control herself and started sobbing like a kid hugging her parents and sister.

She got into the car and prepared herself for her next role as a wife. As the car started moving, she wiped her tears. She is now least bothered of the smudge kajal and lipstick. She saw her parents from the rare view of mirror waving at her. She quickly asked the driver to stop the car to run back to give her parents a final hug and kissed them for being great parents. 

She can overcome all the fears
Her charm is never lost
She is capable of being confident in any situation
Her tears are known only to the walls of kitchen
She welcomes each role with whole heart
Her happiness lies in her loved one’s smiles
She is the pillar of the family
Her prayers are never for herself
She bears all the pain with patience
Her eyes can never hide truth
She cheers up her family and friends
She knows only to love, love and love.
As... Daughter..Wife.. Mother...and as human







This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

2 comments:

  1. Thank you Geeta Nair. Compliment form you really made my day :) :)

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