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JUST MARRIED


Long gone are the days when marriages used to come with a range of certain terms and conditions.
Recently,someone in my building got married and the bride was welcomed very warmly into her new house.
Day before yesterday everybody from our building was present in the wedding.She was the kind of bride who danced the most on her wedding and probably ate the most too!
She was a very happy chirpy bride,just like every other bride in todays age should be!

And today morning,I saw her going to the office in a beautiful white and red saree with her husband casually dressed in black and green checked shirt,she was handed over the tiffins by her Mom-in-law just like her mother would used to do a decade ago.
She very cordially hugged her new mom and then touched her feet.The mom kissed her left cheek and bid bye to her.
The husband was now jealous about the love being shared.
With long springy feet she moved towards the bike,hopped on it and went to work with dear hubby.
We were all sitting in the drawing room of our house when we heard the drums being played,giving into curiosity,I mom and dadi went to balcony and saw the new member of the family was going to her house for the visit after marriage.
All the in-laws gathered around her,dancing and singing.
Bye’s were being said as she opened the front door of the car,sat on the driver’s seat,closed the door and accelerated the speed.
Just in a flash,the car ran like a participant horse in a race.
Her husband on the side and sisters on the back,there was a strong independent and loved daughter-in-law.
I realised how much the dynamics of the whole wedding saga has changed since the old times and how!
The other day there was again a loud rhythemic sound of the drums that welcomed the daughter-in-law once again in her house.
The old couple in the house made sure everybody in the locality knew their daughter had arrived!

How i wish every household welcome their daughters and sons like this and every homecoming is celebrated with drums and open arms with love!!

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