Run Up To The Party

So tomorrow is the big day. My cousin’s engagement party begins at 8 tomorrow and we are literally so psyched about it. Yes there are still tons of things left to be done, like the bride STILL has not found those perfect shoes. I mean the party is exactly 24 hours from now and she is still searching for the perfect, not so blingy, sky high pair of heels. Poor girl has been running from pillar to post in search of them and to top all that she has so much work at her office. It really is a miracle that she has not burst into hysterical tears till now.

It’s sheer excitement in our house these days. There are guests lists, bags, bangles, shoes, bottles of whiskey just kept randomly at any place. Not that I mind any of it. All this just makes one feel all the excitement that is going into planning this party.

For our parents it’s more of a ritual. The rings shall be exchanged, the gifts shall be given to the boy and the girl, and it would make everything official. So from being boyfriend and girlfriend, they shall be promoted to become each other’s fiancé and fiancée.

But for us it’s gonna be one hell of a party. The entire family is going to be there. We’ll have music, alcohol, a photo booth and some amazingly delicious food!!(To be frank I’m more excited about the food 😛 ) Add a good DJ to it and we’re all set to dance the night away.

So here’s to endless dancing and crazy picture clicking. I hope this party kick starts an amazing life for these two.

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Love At First Site

It had been a long week. The vacations after the exams are always boring. All I’v done this week is laze around. During the exams you have this huge list of things that you just can’t wait to do. And the day the exams finish, you realize that this list is pretty useless because you end up doing more than half of the thing written on it in just a day.

I’m lying on my bed looking up at the ceiling and all I think of is those eye’s. Those eye’s that just refuse to leave my mind.

I clearly remember the first time I saw them.

I  had called my best friend, Rashi. Her brother had recently got married and we two had gone crazy getting our pictures clicked. In our defense, we had put in a LOT of effort to get ready and getting good pictures of us clicked was the only redemption possible for all that hard work put into figuring out the rocket science behind the mascara and those eye shadows.

The pictures were due any day and we had been waiting for them with bated breath.

She picked up the phone on the first ring and literally screamed in my ear, “Tammmmmyyyyyy!!!”

I pushed the phone away from my ear and let her clear her vocal cords. I could hear her clearly despite the fact that the phone was a good 3 feet away from my ear.

When she calmed down I gingerly put the phone back to my ear to confirm that she is no more screaming.

“Why the hell are you screaming the house down you idiot?” I screamed back.

“The pictures are here”, she said.

“Whaaaaaaaat???”

Now I know why she had been so excited.

“I’ll be there in 15 minutes”, I told her.

I hurriedly brushed my teeth and took a quick shower. I found the first clean and ironed tee and jeans, put them on and tie my hair in a bun to avoid wasting time on brushing my hair.

Her house is two blocks away. I ran there as fast as I could.

She was waiting excitedly for me and we immediately got down to business. Forget the rest of the 500 guests that were there, we were busy sorting out our pictures.

Our pictures were fabulous. We couldn’t believe our eyes. We looked at each picture repeatedly and laughed at the funny poses we made for the camera.

When we finally got bored from looking at our pictures, we start going though the rest of them. Her brother’s fiancee looked great. I don’t know if it’s the make-up or a camera trick or if she really had that bridal glow.

Looking at other people made us realize how hungry we were. Rashi had gone into the kitchen to get something to eat and that was when that face came up on the screen.

I still remember that moment clearly. The moment when I first saw him.

Her brother is standing with some guy and smiling into the camera. This guy had the deepest brown eye’s I had ever seen. Almost like they were trying to hypnotize me.

This guy has such an infectious smile I could barely control myself from smiling.

“Who is this guy?” I asked Rashi as she came back carrying a tray of the most yummy looking scrambled eggs and toast.

That’s the thing about this girl. She’s an awesome cook.

“He’s my brother’s friend, Vivek . They were together in college. He’s working in London these days. He came here for the wedding for a couple of days.”

“Oh! I don’t remember seeing him here.” I said.

“How’s that possible? He was staying here with us and was present in all the functions.”

“Well, I so busy dancing and clicking pictures, I don’t think I noticed any other guest. And frankly with all those cocktails inside me, it was a miracle I noticed you!” I replied laughing.

I looked back at the picture. It seemed like those eye’s were pulling me towards them. I had shaken that thought away and had happily dug into the amazingly delicious scrambled eggs.

Today, nearly three m0nth’s after that day, I still can’t forget those eye’s. They refuse to leave my thoughts and everywhere I go, all I can think of are those eye’s….