Pov:AdvikaThe marriage is held next week on Friday.
I'm with my mom to purchase Choli for the reception and saree for my marriage. Yup, again, your guess is correct. we are planning our marriage in the South Indian procedure.
I'm now staying with my mom because the bride and groom should not see their faces before marriage.
I miss him a lot. So we face time at night to avoid my mom's eyes.
I started to try the dresses selected by mom. I love to wear light colors. Mom loves dark colors. We ended up buying the light colors.I loved the choli.
It looks simple and elegant. The choli is light pink colour. Made up of netted material, I don't know the name of the material. The bottom has beautiful flower embroidery and bets filled with beads.
The saree is made up of mulberry silk. It is soft. Copper silk with minimum border. The saree color is plum pink with a contrast border. I loved my outfit.
We bought an extra saree for the Sangeet function.
Mom paid for the dresses. The arrangements for marriage are taken care of by Karan and Rafael.
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SANGEET
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Today is the Sangeet.
The friends of Karan and mom and dad's friends are attending our memorable moments. I'm happy. I miss my dad. Hope he feels happy by watching me from heaven.Mom applied me and Karan the sandal powder in face and hand. I feel happy. It's happening. He's going to be mine. This was followed by mom guided Rafael on how to apply and complete the Sangeet. He followed on my mom's instruction.
Fernando and his wife and mom's friend, everyone applied us the sandal powder.
Again, Karan is separated.I miss him.....
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RECEPTION
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Reception night. Stylist helping me in makeup and hair. Mom is helping me in wearing the Choli.
I wore a matching grand earing and necklace because Indian mom loves big ornaments.
The earing feels heavy. I told my mom she glared at me. The glare tells me NO YOU ARE NOT REMOVING.
I saw Karan wearing salwar matching my outfit. He looks handsome. I loved his look.
6:00 p.m., the guest started to enter the hall. I stand beside the Karan. I holded his hand tightly because I'm really nervous. Because the number of guests is high.
The photographer started to take photos.
It's time to cut the cake Rafael announced. He helped me with the photographer. I thanked him inside my head.The cake is successfully cutted and served to everyone. The flavor of the cake is cinnamon. The cake tasted soo gooood.
I slept in my room with mom in the hotel because the marriage is the next day early in the morning.
Karan room is the opposite of my room. He stays with Rafael.
Mom set up the alarm at 3:00 am.
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MARRIAGE DAY
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The stylist took 2 hours to make me look perfect for my marriage look.
I can hear the priest start the chants. I peeked through the door and saw Karan is seated on his place on the side of the priest.
The priest called me. My mom came forward and took me . I sat beside the Karan. I feel hungry. The place feels hot because of the fire created by the priest. The priest asked Karan to place the red powder (kumkum) on my forehead.
Again, he started to chant. He asked us to throw the puffed rice in the fire pit.
After a few minutes. He showed everyone the mangalyam and gave it to Karan. The mangalyam is not thread. Instead, it is made up of thin gold wire. Karan tied three knots. Now I'm officially his wife. I'm now called as Mrs. Cameroon. The full name of my husband is Mr.Karan Cameroon.A tear escaped my eyes. Priest tied Karan shall and my saree drape end. He told us to make three rounds around the fire pit while holding hands. We completed the ceremony. I'm super tired. We ate our brunch and left the place around 10:00 am.
Mom did her rituals before entering the house. Later, she made us complete the remaining process, like she gave milk and banana to eat.Finally we are allowed to take rest. I'm super duper exhausted. I lay on bed and fell asleep.
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YOU ARE READING
A Typical Indian Girl
RomanceIt is a story about a young girl named Advika. The love life of Advika and the struggle she faced to love Karan. Karan has many secrets. Can advi able to handle the secrets??