Do you know, I am already freaking out? And I should be too! Its December already and the wedding's in January. Doesn't leave me with much time, does it? Time for what?  I don't know...maybe a lil more time to spend at home with my dad, mom and my newly painted room? [Yeah, I am starting to get nostalgic now. Recently on my birthday everyone kept saying that it was my last birthday as a single gal. Bah. It drove my mom to tears twice. Not the best way to bring in your 25th, is it?]


Currently my room looks more like a store room. The window baithak [French windows with seating arrangement] is occupied by four big suitcases. Each of these contain some part of my trousseau. And am I done shopping? Nope. Not completely still! There has been a change of plans and now I too want to wear a traditional Gujarati panetar instead of the honey-gold colour Kanjeevaram I was planning to wear. Bah. All last minute changes. 


My cupboard has been converted into another storage area that contains my regular clothes and the stuff thats coming in from the designers/tailors. I am not allowed to wear any of these yet. I managing in my juna-purana stuff...so I have to still hunt for the perfect Panetar. Everyone seems to know the best place to purchase it from and it gets even more confusing. On the other hand, Him, my man, is worried whether I will turn into an auntyjee who only wears sarees [because I purchased so many!] and his jeans-kurta wearing girlfriend will be lost forever! 

And the countdown begins...

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.

Sigh life is difficult with my man being in the US of A. Well he has been away just for the last 12 days or so and will be coming back to the capital in no time. But I miss him. 


Weddings!!! If anyone was to ask me how to go planning this whole drama [believe me it is much more drama than a well written play. Many sudden twists and turns, new characters, old ones, action, melodrama and blah!], I'd simply say, "Elope!" Yes. Undo the complications in your life and run! Go to a court house, register, wait for a month, turn up on the given date in jeans and kurta, sign the papers and be off to a cozy location for a long honeymoon. Sigh...how I wish. But no! I wanted a full wedding with all the jazz. 


So here I am already exhausted. Shopping is almost done but you never know if there is another shopping spree lurking behind some  corner. Frankly I don't think I can handle another saree buying session. Bas. Went to my sasuraal, Delhi, recently. My ma-in-law took me shopping and she couldn't stop with the gorgeous sarees! We had planned that we would buy maximum two more sarees but ended up with six. Six long hours of browsing 
through two stores in South Extension and Greater Kailash left my man exhausted. Poor him! 


Got back home and realised I required a lot of space to pack the goods. So had to buy suitcases immediately. That done, the clothes bit doesn't end here. After things are bought one has to get hold of a good tailor and a good designer. Petticoats and matching blouses have to be done. Unfortunately we had been procrastinating and so most of the designers we knew about, sent us packing right away. 


The tailor said he would give everything after Diwali...what a sigh of relief. And then we met this god sent designer. She agreed to do all my stuff by December. Phew. 


So for now...thats it!