Forever alone No more- H

Clock shows: 5.45pm / Date:02Feb13

Singlehood ends in: 19 hours 

Shakespeare Idioms Used: Heart of gold, Heart of hearts

I’m being escorted back to the reception hall. Well it’s not a hall exactly. I remember having to fight with Dad into not spending a bomb for a Wedding eve reception- especially when the groom or his family is unintended to come. So upon my request, he had settled in for arranging a guest house for the same.

Now, all my near and dear ones will be coming with huge boxes of gifts. Well, it’s a tradition and even if you urge plead them into not to bringing any goodies, they believe that the bride shouldn’t be visited empty-handed.

Anyway, I wouldn’t be knowing 90% of the guests. All I have to do is, flash a warm smile when they wish me luck and happiness. It means my cheeks are going to hurt for a good five-six hours. Blame it on my Mom and Dad for inviting anyone and everyone- those from work, even those with whom they worked 30yrs ago(pun UNINTENDED), the near-by shopkeepers, the drivers, the gardeners, or anybody for that matter attended my reception! They were cordially invited. After all, I am my Mom and Dad’s first daughter and this is the first wedding in my entire extended family.

Even when I am being showered with blessings, love, gifts and compliments, my mind is still going places. Fingers crossed, I am just being hopeful.

Hopeful to-  get more lovely gifts 😛

Hopeful to- stay beautiful and my pics coming out gorgeous 🙂

Hopeful that- my friends drop in now..

Hopeful to- receive his text now..

I hope- in spite of having a cold exterior, he has a heart of gold..

I hope- he loves……. no, likes me at least. I have seen so many of my friends getting into arranged marriages. The moment the wedding is fixed, they are on calls all the time- texts, Watsapp, Skype, frequent dates, lots of love. But me? Does he really love me? Was he forced into a wedding? Is he heart-broken from any other previous relationships? Will I be loved? Welcomed to his heart?

God! What am I thinking? Is it just Bridal agony? Pre-wedding jitters? Even though I believe in my heart of hearts that things will get better, I’m feeling so down in the mouth about everything.

I look at my Mehendi-clad hands……..and out of nowhere, a tear reaches them..

Written for the A-Z challenge 2015′