"Hey, baby?" I smile cheekily, grabbing Shreyan's attention and the girl beside him.
He facepalms and looks at me, "Avyuktha?"
"You look handsome, boyfriend." I wink at him and look at the girl beside him. "I'm sorry to say this. He's taken. We hav...
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Ever felt heaven beneath your feet and you ruling the whole world?
Ever lived in a dream that you saw every night?
Ever felt like a princess and found your prince charming who is ready to put the world at your feet?
Annu was the dream I always dreamt of, he was the heaven I always felt in my thoughts and he is my prince charming who fought the world and his life for me.
With him next to me, everything seems a better place. With his smile, every pain washes away. With his assurance, everything seems right.
Even this wedding...
Sitting beside my groom, who is smiling at me, I feel like the world's most beautiful bride.
It's evening, the sun is setting and our new life is beginning. We are getting married on a beach while the whole universe is blessing us; the sun, the waves, the wind, the dusk and soon, the moon and stars gonna shine their blessings on us.
It's a simple wedding with beautiful decorations, and only our families are witnessing this sacred beauty that is binding me and Annu forever.
The lights, the flowers, the traditional music, the sacred chants and laughs, everything once which irritated me is now making my heart happy.
So, damn happy!
Deva and Ishu are beside me cladded in beautiful sarees while Sam and Chey are dressed in kurtas. Riya is sitting between me and Shreyan, behind us.
Mom and Dad are performing rituals as per our traditions while Shreyan's mom and dad are staring at us with teary eyes.
“You can tie mangalsutra to the bride's neck,” the priest says.
Shreyan stands up and my heart quickens. I look up at him, his eyes promising everything I need. He leans toward me and ties the sacred thread around my neck while I hold the locket with tears.
I'm married.
“Do you wanna tell something?” Shreyan asks, wiping my tears, “Your eyes speak volumes, Yuktha.”
I chuckle, “What are they telling you now?” I ask him.
“That you love me,” he smiles.
“You said right again, Annu.” A tear rolls down my cheek and I blink my eyes, “I love you, Shreyan.”
He freezes. His palms over my cheeks alter to wet. His lips part in shock and his eyes are filled.
“I love you, Annu,” I whisper again.
Not waiting for another moment, his lips clash with mine causing the laughs to erupt. The snaps of the pictures by the photographer squeak through the roaring laugh making me blush more. Another beautiful and pure moment is captured.
