I feel like I had aged a hundred years in the last two months and why not? Two things that are considered essentially challenging by the Indian community are building a house and preparing for a wedding. When you try to do both simultaneously, aging a hundred years is slightly on the down side. I only hope that I don’t sport wrinkles and grey hairs on my big day and if I do, I only hope that my groom goes bald to compliment me! 🙂 It all started in the first week of November when Vijay and I had set out to order our wedding invitations. That officially marked the beginning of the preparations for our marriage. Then came the house hunt process and home loans procedures to eat our time and chew our energies, and that is without mentioning the financial stress and budget planning. All the necessary and unnecessary, expected and the unexpected lined up in queue and liberally used our weekends, competing with the office work and Bangalore traffic that always swallowed the weekdays. The only solace in the midst of all the hassles is that busy though I am, it gives me immense happiness and satisfaction at the end of the day when I realize that I am finally, contentedly settling down.
I pause each night to have my say.
To voice my heart, my own way,
Imprinting memories to last and stay.
Pouring thoughts these pages down,
Gentle talk with silent sound.
My diary, my friend, I trust you to the end,
Come what may, don’t give me away!