Finally, I’ve said YES! I’ve said yes to tie the knot. I’m about to join the other side…I’m engaged!!!!! The feeling before and after saying those three letters is still the same…people say that you feel happy once you’ve chosen your partner. I’m happy but at the same time nervous. The day of engagement when we officially got engaged was an amalgamation of feelings of excitement, exhilaration, jumpiness, apprehension, and awkwardness.
The moment I entered the banquet hall, all eyes were on me….I’ve never been the centre of attraction when everyone present were scrutinising me from head to toe. I was tense with sweaty hands and stiff body. Each step towards the dais was incredibly heavy. It seems I’ve lost the sense of time. When I laid my eyes on the two bridal chairs on raised plateform, all those childhood memories came rushing, when as kids we took every opportunity to sit on those chairs meant for the bride and the bride-groom. The flash light of the camera brought me back to the present. The blinding lights were making me more nervous and I tried to look for my dad for solace. As soon as I approached the dais, the man….my husband to be…..extended his hand towards me and I took it….the thought of leaving my dad vanished coz now onwards I have two men in my life caring for me….my dad and this new man. I was feeling a bit awkward. Since I’ve never been with any guy in front of my parents and holding a guy's hand in full view of all the relatives and my heart skipped a beat. During ardaas my mind was in mayhem and myriad thoughts were crossing my mind. My throat choked with emotions. Then the moment came when we exchanged rings and he and his family made me feel so comfortable that I naturally became myself after a while. He was taking care of me when no body was around.
He ordered a cake for us; this was a very sweet gesture. He was constantly making efforts to make me feel at ease. He told me he’ll be wearing a suit but when I first saw him entering the banquet hall, he was wearing a golden coloured kurta and maroon turban. I always wanted my guy to wear this on our engagement and gave me such a pleasant surprise. When we were cutting cake, he looked for our parents for the cake cutting ceremony…..this put a big smile on my face coz I wanted my life partner to respect my parents the same way he respect his. When we sat for lunch…he did not touch his plate until my sisters settle down on the table to have lunch. We ate in the same plate and when the attendants were serving food, he always asked me before taking anything. He was so considerate that I felt as if I was sitting with a friend. His comfort level got passed on into me. He might be nervous as well but he never let it be evident on his face. Instead he made me feel succour all the time. When the event came to the close and we all went home…. I was in a state of bliss and tranquil. I found the one who’ll be mine and I’ll be his for eternity. Amen.
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