A beautiful feeling called... LOVE...

The bride in her veil...

Her eyes were closed,
She was feeling a bit shy,
Her hands clutched her dress,
As her husband approached her,
She had some dry teardrops,
But her smile indicated a new start,
She had left her parents home,
Now her husbands family was hers.
She was prepared for the plunge,
She had dreams of marrying,
Marrying the man she loved,
Who loved her equally if not more.
She had sacrificed a lot,
Her job, her home, her family,
But she was happily contented.
Her dreams had come true,
There he stood beside her,
As her night in shining armour,
Her husband, her soulmate.
Now his dreams were hers as well,
His ambition was hers to support,
His care was her sole responsibility,
And he was all hers to become.
He came close to the bed,
Climbed onto and held her hands,
Removed her veil, looked in her eyes,
He was about to say something...

He said... If you feel I will look after you and your needs from now on, don't be mistaken...

She was puzzled but there was something more he was about to say...
He continued... I will not be the man who will look after your needs but will be the man who will help you stay strong enough to fulfil your needs on your own.
This was all she wanted to hear.
But he continued...
He promised her not the stars but that she will be the reason he lives,
He promised her that in times, good or bad, he will stand by her side,
He promised her that her family was his too,
He promised that she can be what she wants to.
He promised her that she can watch dreams that he will fulfil.
He promised her a heart full of love with no expiry date.

He was about to say something more but she leaned forward, kissed him and embraced him in her arms...
This was the new beginning...