A Bride’s Diary – “Ours was a love marriage”

 Before I introduce today’s guest blogger, I wanted to introduce a new series of guest posts. Called “A Bride’s Diary”, these will literally read like uncensored pages straight out of a bride’s diary. Miss M kick started the series with her straight-from-the-heart post on pre-wedding thoughts. My cousin sister, Ankita, our guest blogger for today – follows suit.


Ankita got married last February in a beautiful wedding ceremony held in Delhi. In her first guest post on our blog, she recollects the almost Bollywood like journey to her wedding day, complete with a romantic hero and a mother who saves the day!

Ankita & Abhishek – just a few months into wedded bliss

Ours was a love marriage. I met Abhishek at work and it was love at first chat! We got along so well that it was so hard to not fall in love. And he is such a romantic (read cheesy) and believe it or not – I was totally smitten! Our parents loved our choices too. They got ready to get us married immediately and so ours was a “jhatt se pyaar, patt se engagement and immediately shaadi”.

Like every Bollywood love story, ours too had a pretty heroine (me), a handsome romantic hero (Abhishek), junior artists (my sister, Raunak – my sister’s then boyfriend now fiancé, Abhishek’s brother), a typical mom – ok, we had two of those! But our villain was the “kahaani main twist”. The villain in our case was our work. We could hardly get any time off pre-wedding to do any planning. And we had loads of planning that needed to be done – honeymoon (we were sponsoring our own honeymoon), house hunting, furniture hunting (needed atleast a bed and a TV when we would move into our new house), etc. All this apart from the usual trousseau hunting, jewellery hunting, and the other intricacies involved.

During these troubled times my Mom took the mantle of doing all the running around. She would spend almost all weekdays in Chandni Chowk, Lajpat Nagar and Karol Bagh finding stuff for me. Mom would shortlist stuff and I would accompany her to make the final decisions. And for all the ladies who are giving me the “Oh that’s so boring” look – ladies I was working on Saturdays too. I had about 4 months to do it all and it’s not humanly possible! But Ma did it all. And I just love her for it. And since I was all in for a jhintak wedding, everything worked out great.

As the days to my wedding came closer, I turned into a Bride-Zilla. And my mum was really tolerant. Another person who was really tolerant of me and my bouts of hyper-ness was my sister. She was so patient during those times with me that I could scream out loudly at her and she would still come and give me a hug. I think I was nervous and tensed about my life ahead – and hence hyper. Now that my wedding’s done, I can hopefully do the same for my sister. She will be getting married next – probably in the 2-3 years. One thing that my sister made me do was watch these Band Baaja Bride episodes on NDTV Goodtimes. This was a real blast and sometimes a real inspiration.

And I am really happy with the way everything turned out. I had the most awesome wedding (I guess every bride feels that way), and I loved every aspect of it. My wedding was definitely my dream wedding and I have spent the last 18 months going through my wedding album almost every day.

And life after marriage is great. A lot of people had told me that marriages are about compromises and adjustments. I somehow have not had to face any compromise or make any adjustment. Life with Abhishek is wonderful, it’s almost like we have known each other forever. Our life is just like the lyrics of the song Hot and Cold go:

“Cause you’re hot then you’re cold

You’re yes then you’re no

You’re in then you’re out

You’re up then you’re down

You’re wrong when it’s right

It’s black and it’s white

We fight, we break up

We kiss, we make up!”

Ankita blogs at The Bangalore Snob about home decor – she always has the prettiest things around the house, and she knows how to source them cheap!

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