Exactly three weeks from now, I’ll be at his house, we’ll be lawfully wedded couple. It gives me goosebumps to even think about it. Just three weeks left for our wedding. Can’t believe time passed too fast.
Wedding, feels so weird at times when I think about it for myself. I can’t imagine myself being married. There is excitement, crazy feelings, and enthusiasm for all preparations, dresses, functions, meeting relatives and friends, wedding card, inviting people but there is something which fills me with nervousness. I keep watching Bengali weddings on YouTube to understand how they are and when I realize that I’ll also have to go through those rituals, I feel nervous and weird. Inter-culture marriages may sounds exciting and new but when you are actually into it you realize that how difficult it is. Language, food, culture… you name it and everything is so different.
I don’t know how I’m gonna handle all these. Only thing I need is Pochu to be by my side; things may seem lil easy I feel.