When I got home from Disneyland my parents and Rishi's parents were waiting for us, I hugged them all and I was so excited I was finally getting married. My life was at its best I had a great job and a great family. The next few weeks were filled with preparations for the engagement.
My sister wasn't happy about this she always wanted to get married before me because she's older but I don't care. I spent weeks going to work and coming home and doing things for the engagement.
It was the day of the engagement and Rishi was dying to see me, I was dressed in a peach coloured lehnga it was beautiful, my hair and makeup was done and I was waiting to walk into the hall to meet Rishi.
The doors opened and as soon as he saw me he smiled, my heart leaped and I blushed. When I got to him I sat down and he took my hand. They started the ceremony and Rishi slid the ring on my finger again. His family gave me gifts and clothes and my family gave him gifts too, the day was amazing and I was so happy that our families had become one. I was dancing with Rishi when I saw my sister and her boyfriend I walked over with Rishi and she scowled at me.
"What do you want?" she glared and Raj tugged her arm
"Nothing I'm just glad you came that's all, you are my sister after all" I hugged her and she was shocked. "You look beautiful by the way" I said bye and went back to talking to other guests I walked around with Rishi and by the end of the night I was tired.
Rishi drove back to his apartment and I changed into PJ's and jumped into bed exhausted. I looked at my ring and a smile graced my face. Now it's time to plan my wedding.
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Our Indian Love Story
Roman d'amourWhen I met him I knew I liked him, he was sweet and kind and he was Indian. I just didn't know how complicated things were going to be, this is our indian love story.
