This post is for UBC Day 1
What comes to your mind when I say the word wedding? A beautiful bride standing with the man she loves on the verge of a new beginning. Lights, music, flowers, and guests dressed in all their finery as the bride and groom exchange furtive glances and gestures. Happiness and hope on a day that is recalled with a smile few years down the line. Aren’t these what we traditionally associate weddings with?
But hold that thought for a moment. There’s another aspect of weddings which to my mind is a tad more entertaining than several others. Far from the flawless day that weddings are thought of there are some incidents, both bitter and sweet, that give it another dimension altogether. I had a similar moment in mine that I treasure even to this day.
It’s hard to believe that it’s going to be three years this March, three years since I married the man I had fallen in love with. Today when I take a trip down memory lane it’s neither the finery nor the sweet nothings from that night that I caress fondly. It is but a silly fight that makes my heart hum the tune of love.
I remember us sitting near the holy fire with the priest chanting mantras as the relatives ogled at us. But instead of feeling the trepidation of taking our relationship to the next level we were busy arguing with each other. The stress of an interstate wedding had taken its toll on us. A Bengali bride and a groom from UP in a traditional Bengali wedding; we literally were at each other’s throats. The reason now seems inconsequential, though.
While we were arguing secretly, of course, our feet were etching the seven vows of marriage in the sands of eternity around the holy fire. Our rapport must have been really strong even then, for we sat through the whole wedding in spite of being so livid with each other!
All we wanted that night setting aside the ‘my family vs your family fight’ was to take our rapport to the next level, to be a married couple after a five-year-long courtship. And we succeeded.
Today at this juncture of life that clash seems endearing, even irrelevant. But then again it is one of those things from the whole wedding that makes us smile; a smile that reaches our eyes!
This was my not-so-perfect moment from my perfect wedding and it gave me the perfect life partner I always desired.
What about you? I’d love to hear some funny and even silly stories from your memory’s treasure chest. Come share with me.
You both make a great couple!!! And with those small not-so-perfect moments here and there…i am sure it paved way for an IMPERFECTLY PERFECT togetherness!
What have we here, a story so like mine as me and my beau sat near the holy fire. Holy? We were at each other's throats too – something to do with my suitcases being carried to his place in time. And no, no inter state involved but a lot of "Punjabiness" at our 'well-wishers' part. Took it's toll. But in no time after being left alone, we had won each other over. 😀 You look lovely in the pictures, Nabanita. Happy to have stopped by to read this post.
hahaha.. this is so very me.. I am getting married next month and we both kept on arguing on small and pity things.. while we are shopping and planning for our new life we still fight on color of outfit, almirah and other small issues.. We fight and next min we are messaging each other 🙂 You two make a lovely couple.. wish you lots of happiness
That's such a wonderful thing to say! Thanks so much 🙂
Oh is it? Wow that's a coincidence ! What can I say I guess fighting near the holy fire are just symbolic of great romances 😉
Thanks for stopping by !
haha Shikha these are the most beautiful moments of relationships! Fight and then do things to make each other happy! Enjoy girl! And yes thanks 🙂
You both look perfect together, Naba! Best advance wishes for your anniversary! 🙂
😀 If you get a chance, please do read this post of mine – http://petrichorandclouds.blogspot.in/2013/10/the-big-fat-indian-wedding-and-bride.html
It's about what was going through my mind on my wedding days. Reading your post made me re-live that! 🙂
Thanks so much Anita 🙂
certainly Sreesha 🙂
Thanks for dropping by !
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Thanks 🙂
will surely do that!
cute…thats the beauty of marriage I guess…:)
Oh…that was still the reason worth fighting for..The 'your family my family thing'…I was frowning over mostly because my in-laws had given me a Silk Dhoti which was just a inch from being totally transparent (not translucent) and of-course you have those ogling eyes. I felt insecured and violated in that piece of cloth…With heck lot of young and old folks scanning you for that 'The guy looks fine for her' approval , the Dhoti wasn't doing justice to my appeal and you also had those video camera flash lights adding to my sheer discomfort 🙂
It is indeed Vandana 🙂
hahaha I can't even imagine that !! The Saga of the Silk dhoti !! you should write a blog post Soham 🙂
Indian weddings are a comedy of errors, aren't they?
You both look so good together. Wish you many many more years of togetherness.
I know that a marriage where two people never ever have fights is one where they are not talking to each other at all 🙂 But THIS I think takes the cake – to start the fights right WHEN you were getting wed 🙂
You do look great together as everyone has said. May you be fighting and making up for the rest of your lives 🙂
I am glad to see this lovely couple!
I am married a year now, and could so much connect to your post.
Cheers!
A heart warming post Naba.. Lovely 🙂
Thank you so much Alka 🙂
Couldn't agree more Suresh 🙂
And thank you so much !
Oh thank you so much 🙂
Thanks so much Jyotsna 🙂
Hey Nibanita, that's soo cute and one kinda shadi..ladna jajagarna..quite a wedding vow..haha love it:)
haha yes it was quite a wedding!
Thanks for dropping by Vishal 🙂
What a lovely couple! And I so love that pic of yours. Mostly tiffs are such that they feel so silly when one looks back. I remember being overcome with emotion as the enormity of a marriage dawned on me. Added to that was the thought of leaving my family behind. But, I took a lot of strength from G. We had been looking forward to getting married. And it was a bittersweet day, enormously joyful with a tinge of sadness. The high point was the banter that happened once my sister had managed to do joota chori and on they went haggling for money :).
Oh thanks Rachna…! You are right these tiffs seems so silly when we look back..also they add the much needed spice to the proceedings … and joota chori is always fun, we don't have that in bengali weddings but my sis still did it! it was funny ofcourse I was still busy fighting with him when his joota was being choora-o-ed 😉
Without taking a look at any of previous comments I am going to add my 29th … and that is You are one Beautiful lady Nabanita… I am smitten… and let me tell u clearly me smitten is a Hard thing to happen. Ravishing in both your pics !!! Now about your -not-so -perfect wedding moment…ha ha ha.. guess in marriages where its the boy-girl's responsibility and intent to get married and not the family's, almost similar happens.. But then, on looking back these are trifles just to strengthen the bond of Love. Mine is also not much different ….he he 🙂 Loads of wishes for togetherness …. Kokila.
I don't know what to say Kokila .. Thank You so much and you are right I think the same thing happens in love marriages, more or less 🙂
Glad things worked out for you in the long run! Thanks for visiting my blog!
You guys make a beautiful couple and I have rad your story too 🙂 Wedding moments are fun. What I remember is VT fighting folks to meet me to talk to me (for something that wasn't even necessary) while we were not allowed to. So, it was fun while relatives kept on teasing us and he suddenly became one romantic guy who had to see me right there and now 🙂
Read your story 😀