Testimonies: My dream wedding – Part 7
What makes a wedding beautiful? A gorgeous location? Lovely decor? The bride’s stunning dress? Her radiant face? The groom’s outfit? Great music? Scrumptious food? Or the elaborate rituals?
My wedding had it all! After all we had spent months planning it. Visited over a hundred stores for the perfect wedding dress and spent hours discussing his outfit. Brainstormed about the wedding theme and decor for weeks. Had huge rows over the food menu! Our parents spent sleepless nights worrying about our big day. We wanted everything to be perfect and IT was!
We were married with elaborate rituals, the venue looked stunning…it was what dreams are made of! A poolside garden adorned with the most exotic flowers. The enchanting moonlight coupled with the glow of shimmering lights surrounding the pool added a magical aura to the place! My exquisite red and gold lehanga, the intricately embroidered outfit complimenting his handsome face. A live band playing songs which seemed to be written especially for us! It was absolutely PERFECT! But it wasn’t this perfect ness that made my day so special! It was something else; it was what I saw in his eyes…
I saw love…love that’s grown a smitten 18 year olds “butterflies in my stomach” infatuation to this special bond of love we have now. It’s hard to describe this love in words…but I know how it feels! I feel it when I instinctively know how he is feeling, I can feel it when he hugs me and makes me feel that everything is going to be okay! I can feel it when his childlike smile makes my day. I can feel it when we spend those wonderful hours with each other in silence. I can feel it when I am so mad at him that I don’t want to see his face, yet I know in my heart that the anger will fizzle out, because I love him more than anything else in this world. I feel it everyday and sometimes it makes me cry! That was the love I saw in his eyes that day!
I saw dreams…dreams of life together! Dreams of two innocent teenagers who were living fifteen hundred miles apart, dreams of living in the same city, dreams of going on long drives, of being able to touch each other, of getting that special warm hug on a bad day, dreams of just being able to see each other at the end of the day! I saw those innocent dreams come alive in his eyes! As we had grown our dreams had grown…we now dreamt of a big house, success, money, luxuries …but the most special dreams for me were still those adolescent ones. We had lived apart for eight years, in different cities and those dreams still lingered as wishes, we hoped would come true some day. His eyes were now telling me-”We will be living our dream baby!”
I saw promise…promise of a lifetime of togetherness! We have had bad times, gone through rough patches in our eight year old relationship, but we survived! We’ve had fights, we’ve hated each other, we’ve hurt and been hurt…but we never gave up on each other. His eyes held the promise that we never would…they held the promise of always being there with me, loving me holding me. They held the promise of accepting me the way I am, accepting my eccentricities, my temper, my tantrums…accepting me when the glow of youth fades…when my updo turns grey and my mind and body get weighed down by age. His eyes held the promise of loving me always…through good times and bad:)
I realized that day that the only thing that a dream wedding needs is Love, Dreams and Promise and I feel blessed, for I had a “Dream Wedding”.
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