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Diaries of a newly wed!


Look for a poem involving the moon, the stars, & the roses wound up with complicated ways of saying "Te amo," and you shall be disappointed not because I won't use them but just not in the most romantic way. I did do something quite cheesy here though! Pen this down on my one month anniversary :)

Let me start with 'The Roses,' and this is a true story. I hate roses! except the ones that grow in New Zealand and the ones that he sent me as a surprise ... I blushed like any bride-to-be would.

The moon, I've always liked this Mr. Moon more for weird reasons and less for matters of the heart but the one time I was caught sitting under the moonlight sipping on my glass of wine eating some good food in the courtyard of an Ivy covered bungalow with Seven I said my first "Te Amo" silently to myself because at that point thats what mattered ... did I or didn't I?

The Stars, I can't believe I was quoted as well on a very public forum but after going through the tedious task of being the "tie e" of the knot, Seven was going to point out to an inspirational couple residing in their celestial abode. By god I would've definitely said my prayers if it weren't for the sun shining nice and bright in our faces. Lo and behold, that's when I realised my marital life commenced in full swing because ... abhi se din mein taare dikha raha hain! The boggled me couldn't keep that to herself and said it loud and clear to a larger audience!

Along with throwing rice grains portraying the beginning of our marriage, friends and foes threw in a bunch of advice too! Be patient, look nice everyday in the evening for when he comes home, cook really well, pray everyday for his well being, be patient, keep the house clean, sort out the visa issues, be patient :)

I don't know if I do the right things, and I don't know if he has a checklist as well but he brings a smile to my face when he gets me my special pink vaseline (rosy lips), when he gets me my mini Baileys, & when he whips out some awesome prawn curry - mind you each of these were surprises. I only hope I do the same to him when I hug him first thing in the morning & when he comes home, when I try hard to cook something nice for him, & when I sing "I am sexy and I know it" for him!

Seven, you caught me drooling & snoring in my sleep, you saw me cook real bad, I shared your toothbrush & confessed I couldn't do without the mug! Here's to more such embarrassing moments and unravelling the crazy us to each other :) Bring it on!

Comments

Ruchi said…
Loved it! Congrats on THE one month to both of you :)

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