ARRANGED MARRIAGE ❤️ With My Bava

Dresses ❤️

(Jyothi's Muhurtham Dress)

(Kruthi's Muhurtham Dress)

(Keerthi's Muhurtham Dress)

(Ishika's Muhurtham Dress)

(Sneha's Muhurtham Dress)

(Preeti's Muhurtham Saree)

(Surekha's Muhurtham Saree)

(Kala's Muhurtham Saree)

(All boys were wearing white shirt and pancha)

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As I said earlier. My sister's marriage was the first wedding I attended. I participated in everything. That was all new to me. For a girl, who just went to relatives reception and ate dinner, took photos with them and came home. That was wedding to me.

But when first marriage happened in our home. I got to know how it feels. Like from buying wedding dress to put pasupu-kumkum on wedding cards. Like I forgot to sleep for 3 continuous days. As my sister Muhurtham was at 3am. We were like zombies,and thanks to makeup we were able to look like girls.😂

And in our side there's a thing will go. Like if bride side took responsibility of doing marriage. Then groom side will arrange non-veg food for whole family. Or vice versa.

For my sister it was us who took responsibility for doing marriage. So it was my bro-in-law who arranged non-veg food. And on that day we officially leave our sister in her new home.

Like that day. It was normal, we felt a little uncomfortable. But yet we sisters controlled it. But my peddanana, he dear our sisters alot. Said to my bava, "alludu, I'm giving my family light to you. These 5 daughters were like my 5 finger in my hand. I gave one to you. Now soon I have to lose one by one". That's all we sisters cried like hell. Thanks to us, we made our mom's to cry to 😅.

And after 2 years my elder brother got married. That time what ishika as done like holding kamakshi deepam behind the bride should be done by my elder sister, but because of she was pregnant, she didn't took part in his marriage. So as a younger one I took that deepam and stand behind my sister-in-law.

That time I didn't cry, nor my sister-in-law family cried. That day I thought 'does this people won't miss her?'.

And again 1 year back my cousin got married. She cried. She cried when was made to get on Nalungu time. She cried when her husband tied her thali. To be exact her dad, my maavaya he is attached to her so much that he cried on appagintalu.

That day I cried. My dad,mom,my sister, my atta, my maavaya, even her brother.

Ok. In end I cried like small kid. Because my sisters are my life. Even I have brothers. But I'm not close to them. But my sisters, they support me. They pull my legs. They stand for me. We fight. We make it up. I think that's why I cried in her wedding. Thinking she won't be a part of our mini gang meeting.

After that we cried, my brother-in-law promised us one thing, 'i know you guys won't be meeting frequently like before. But call me whenever you want to see your sister, I will bring her to you guys. That's my promise '. And he kept it. He still brings her to us whenever we meet or do small get together parties.

Ooops if I made it long. But in simple, marriage is that thing where you will meet the lost bond. Where you get to know how it feels like to be seperated from loved one.

Ok bye. I indeed talked to much today.😂

Have a nice day!! ❤️