18 Days ... N that's it !!!!

Getting married was suppose to be fun, it was suppose to be only shopping, it was meant to be all pampering and all love... Not that it isn't all of it, but then there is a catch at the rear end. It's not like a win all kind of a situation, just to be with one, i will have to let go being with the other. Just to settle in into an all-new world, I will have to unlearn lots of what I had learnt all through these 26 years.










My mom randomly buying stuffs for home, bought a tooth brush for me to take along. Now amidst all the heavy sarees, suits, jewellery, chappals and all that jazz, this one tooth brush made me realise that it is not like a camping trip anymore, where I pick my shoes n socks and towels and tooth brushes, and camp and trek with friends for 4-5 days and come back home and sleep tight with mom dad just around on the other bed.

Life isn't a camping trip anymore, and neither am I a young girl who can just sleep anywhere in any body's pajama, on any ones bed, in any one's quilt. I am not all that accommodating as I was 10 years back. I am still used to entering home and throwing my hand bag and lap top bag anywhere around the room, and telling mom how my day was while she would give me some water and something to eat. Moms love to pamper, and mine made sure there doesn't arise a need for me to even lift a finger.

How i will miss cribbing to her about the sabzi's that she made and I did not like, how I'll miss just getting up in the middle of the night and slipping in her bed besides her, how I'll miss just plain and simple fighting with her, how I'll miss teasing her, how I'll miss nagging her for not combing her hair well or wearing a "not so nice " chappal or a "not so nice" suit, or not removing her nail polish or over straining her self. Plain and simple, life is gonna be difficult with mom not around. Rather Incomplete.