SCRAPBOOK OF WEDDING MEMORIES
Remembering those magic moments when butterflies in stomach created a tornado, the hearts exchanged in the form of garlands and memories of which will stay as long as we do. Ruhi was watching all the preparations as they were taking place. She was visiting her ancestral house to attend a wedding ceremony of her aunt. She saw the house is decorated and all the hustle-bustle of friends and relatives. The extra pampering and love showered on the bride. Innocent that she was, she thought what great fun it would be to be a bride. So many presents, jewellery, so much pampering and everybody at your disposal. Aunt would be so happy to get married. Lost in her thoughts little did she realise that her mom was calling out to her for lunch. Her mom, Nisha asked her “What happened cupcake, where were you lost?” When she asked her mom “Mummy, Aunt Naina would be so happy na” To which Nisha replied “Yes dear, she would be. Your to-be uncle is a wonderful guy, loves her a lot, has a grea