The D-Day and the H-Hour

Today is the wedding day and well.. the most casual day of all.. no frantic running about is taking place.. no yelling or verbal bomb-shelling either.. We skipped the morning function cz well..we all needed the sleep.. my mum-dad have gone though. Evening is going to be a hectic affair and so is the night.. as for me I have set my H-Hour as 6 o'Clock and hope to ready by then. Being the Bride's younger sis has its side-effects! I have started taking hours getting ready.

Last night's sangeet was good albeit there was no sangeet..but a DJ party with some of my brothers and sisters giving their individual performances..including the bride. One of the best parts was the ball dance by the elder couples like my mum dad, masa-maasi, mama-mami..that too with my dad on one knee! Touché!

Even among so many people.. something seemed missing.. or is it just me..? Every now and then I wished to turn to the balcony be alone for while and then return and do a jig or two. As if on auto-pilot mode. Nothing should be missing no more.

What else? I am looking forward to studying once the wedding is over. 'Looking forward'??? you would ask scornfully.. but yes I am in a way.. specially Constitutional Law.. but that can wait..the other subjects need my attention much more.

My birthday is round the corner. Lets give this one a skip, shall we? Bah.

Lvya.. if you have been, thanks for reading. (the Karan Thapar way of extending thanks)

PS: a boring post i know