Post-Marriage.

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I got married a week ago,with all the decorative designs of mehandi..I still looked the amazing of all which even my darling husband agreed.When getting married,I had a row of turbulent thoughts about my marriage..the bondages that I had heard of,the orthodox family I shall be entering..with no  benevolence towards the new bride.My brother teased me the amount of tedious work I shall be doing,but my life was not what has been raved in the small village of Tamil Nadu.I knew since my childhood,God had a special coloured box for me..in which he stored all the mesmerizing things that could be hard for others to achieve.I was a sturdy child and a lady of strong belief.It was always hard to shake my rigid belief,for anyone.

Post marriage,my life did change much,with the amount of roars I got to prepare all the sumptuous dishes which was like I was supposed to be the great Indian chef even if my sisiter- in law’s food tasted alkaline to be precise.Apart from all the major dressing changes  that I went through and I know how much I hated to put bindi each single day on my forehead,there was something delicate that filled the void in my desolated life.My husband’s tall,chivalrous posture made me tickled since the day we tied the unbreakable knot.The vows meant nothing perhaps the time I chose him,but later I inhaled all the mirth of it.The air in which we lived was amazingly divine,like nothing could beat the heat,no matter what.The disputes always ended in roses.He,never failed to put a morning dewy smile on my face and that was my only makeup I remember,besides the bindi of course.I knew,post marriage my laws are going to be tough for me or even the new house won’t fulfill my insatiable desires for almost all the things.But,I have had him..for now..forever.I knew that was all I desired.

And,today..I wear my bindi substantially for him,with my fragile smile still being my best makeup.



P.S- Don’t hit the like button prior reading this post,you won’t hurt my feelings.

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31 thoughts on “Post-Marriage.

  1. This was so perfectly put. It mostly happens with all of us but when you get that one person in your life, putting a bindi on your forehead everyday becomes as special an activity as anything else. This was a beautiful write up. Many wishes to you. 🙂 🙂

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  2. And,today..I wear my bindi substantially for him,with my fragile smile still being my best makeup.
    These lines are so lovely 🙂
    Any reason you chose a character from tamil nadu for this post?

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