Its not something which happen to only me, its something which has to and have happenned to many. Yeah i am talking about this shaadi, bhyaah , marrieage or marriage. see i cant even spell it properly and people think its the right time and i am ready for this stuff. Logon ko meri khushi shayad bardash nahi hoti so they come up witht his utterly ugly idea of getting me married. I am right now pissed off. I take one whole day to choose the kind of dress i want which i wud hardly wear for a day or two and its the matter of husband(life parner as all say), how can i just say yes to any xyz.
may b its not soo very big thing my be i am exaggarating it. I took some time and thought for myself ki its not a big deal, shaadi toh sab karte hai toh shayad achi hi cheez hogi. Zyada se zyaada kya hoga?
1.I have to share my room. (what if he snoors?) :O(panic)
2.What if he talks while sleeping.
3.what if he uses my towel and pillo(which i am very perticular abt not sharing it with any1) also abt comb?
4.Do i have to have his jhoota(left over)? what if he dont brush properly?
5.I have to go for a movie with him to prove a good wife(though i hate theatre). On that i ve to pretend to like it.
6.I may have to cook his favourite food.
7.wear his favourite style
8.have to ask him to go to my parents.
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n. countless scary thoughts i got..
I explained it to my mom and grany. Their reply was if we ever had thought soo much we wudnt ve married. Cool na they scare me more
Only good thing about wedding is, i get another family to praise me on my good deeds and to care about me. Its kind of lovely to imagine it.
But rest all thing is a nightmare. I am not afraid abt loosing my feedom and stuff, its abt loosing myself. How could i just meet someone and decide if i wanna spend rest of my life with him.
Shaadi ka laddu jo khaye pachtaye, aur jo na khaye woh bhi pachtaye. Thinking ki wud i regret or not or whatever. I told u its confusing and complicated.
I wish i was dumb and didnt had to think much about stuffs and would have let the things happen its way. My urge of trying to be unique may take me to wrong turns too.
I am a terrible blogger i know. ok me stopping it.