Destined to be Mine.

After we got married.

...Preet...
I looked at both the most important men in my life who were striving to make me smile. I looked at Kabir and he winked at me. I slowly intertwine our hands.
He smiled at my act and we walked to the entrance.
Meera maa was waiting there with the Aarti.
After completing the Aarti
Meera maa welcomed me in their home. She did it by waving of a special bowl held in a bed of jamun leaves or grass over the heads of me and Kabir.
After every wave she would try to sip water from the bowl but Kabir would stop her.This continued for two times in total when finally Kabir let her sip from it until the Kabir asked her to stop.

As an act of welcoming a mustard oil was poured at the entrance door.
The next tradition is performed by me. I was asked to kicks the bowl containing wheat, grains into the house showing symbolically that from now on my food, whole life is in this house and that my arrival is going to bring prosperity.

I entered the house and was  welcomed by all the relatives, friends and neighbours.
Everyone wanted to continue with the fun and games when Kabir interrupted saying I needed rest which was true. I could feel the pain rising in my shoulder and hand but I quickly denied.
If me standing here was the reason for the million smiles then I guess the pain is worth it.
Kabir looked at me irritated when Meera maa interfered and asked me to change in  lighter clothes and then we could continue.
Both me and Kabir accepted this and I was pulled in Kavya's room to change and dress up.
Quickly after cleaning myself and getting bandaged with Kavya's help I got dressed in a green Chudidhar suit.

I applied some eye kohl and pink lipstick. I completed my look by smearing a bit of vermilion on my forehead leaving my hair in the previous hairstyle.
Smiling I walked down.
Kabir was still in his wedding outfit. I swear this guy is so lazy. He wouldn't change till the moment we start dressing up for the reception.
He is one of the people who can even sleep in jeans.

After this everyone fed me with some "laddoo" (laddu) sweets. They also gave me some money or "Mukh Dekhai". As part of Mukh Dekhai Meera maa and Papa gifted me a beautiful set.

Kabir too gifted me a sweet hair brooch.

Soon both of us were made to sit and our wedding rings were asked for.
Both are wedding rings were then dipped in a bowl of milk and rose water with rose petals.

We were asked to find the opposite persons ring and it is said that the one who finds the ring first rules the married life.
We both got immersed in the game still sharing a eye lock.
Within minutes my hand was caught inside the covering of milk. I instantly looked up at him and he winked.
I looked down blushing.
Soon I felt a cold metal slip through my ring finger.
Holding my hand Kabir pulled our hands out and everyone cheered.

Next game was a task for Kabir since he had to find his name hidden in my mehendi.
After a lot of head scratching and cursing the henna artist Kabir finally found his name in my Mehendi which was now totally black in shade.
Next we were asked to open the vatna(a thread secured with a lot of knots which is tied on both the newlyweds)

Since the vatna was in our right hands we had to use our left hand to open the Vatna. I had to open Kabir's and vice versa simultaneously.
We kept laughing and passing comments at each other.
This is a way to assure your partner that no matter what you will always solve their problems.

Soon we were done and I was first thanks to my long nails.
Kabir made a fuss of it and pouted making faces. Lured by his cute antics I kissed him on his cheek forgetting the fact that we had guests around.
Not many people noticed but the one's who did were the only people I wished wouldn't.
I am so doomed.
I instantly blushed and looked down biting my lips.
Kabir slouched a little and whispered,

"Stop doing that it is only my right." I gasped and looked at him in shock while that ass started laughing.
I smacked him on his shoulder but that idiot held it interlacing his fingers with mine kissing the back of my hand.

Later we were asked to change as it was already 6 and also because we had our reception tonight.
I was pulled in Kavya's room while Kabir walked in his room.
I had decided to wear the lehenga Kabir had gifted me for the wedding but due to some reasons known I had chosen Aryan's dress.
My stylist was soon here to help me look good.

My hair was firstly secured in a bun and I added Kabir's gift to complete my hair style. My bangs were curled and left out of the bun around my face.

I once again wore my Kalira's at the end completing my look.
I looked good atleast that is what I hope in a mint green shimmery lehenga and light make up.