Seventy-five. Just 75 days more and I will be married! Whoa...that doesn't seem like a lot of days, does it? Frankly, I want more, so do my mom and dad. Especially dad. He just cannot come to terms with the fact that I am going to be married.
Mom is crying over little things. But the irony of life [or my life, to be precise] is such that they have been waiting for this day ever since I turned 18! At least that is what my mom says!
Well, not much news right now. Just chose the wedding invitation card and its going to print by end of this week.
Congratulations, Nikki.
ReplyDeleteWe should meet sometime soon, as planned earlier.
Wish you All the Very Best for your married life. A little give, a little take. Lots of hardwork.
Wonder how I'll be when on the brink to get married.
Of course I'm not commitment phobic, but get cold feet at the mention of marriage, not so much to tie the knot as much as the meaningless jazz and fake enthusiasm and laughter. Sometimes they over do it, and I'm dating a Punjabi. Go figure! :))
by god kitne din se prep chaloo hai :P all the besht >:D<
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