They met 8 years back and fell in love. Love, that beautiful feeling of being understood, being always together in all ups and downs. They were travellers, the mountain lovers and they chose Mukteshwar to tie that sacred knot. The knot- the promise to take care of each other, the promise to travel whole world together.
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| PRISTINE MUKTESHWAR |
They are Anki and Prat, my favourites. Anki is my friend and
my soulmate in office and Prat (now) her husband. Anki is crazy like me as being in Delhi she was getting married in hills and that's why I love her so much.
An affair which couldn't be completed without 100s of people attending it, an affair which calls of so much show off that people die thinking that "what other people would think about them", an affair which is usually torturous and painful (at least for me and probably for Anki and Prat also), an affair which is usually called "Marriage" in our society. Well, marriage is not all this. Marriage is two people coming together, marriage is event of those two people, marriage is for happiness of those two people and marriage should be for those two people.
I was sitting in my office and a courier came. It was a card which stated "Dear person who is really important to us...Let's go to Mukteshwar, come for a trip, stay for a wedding." I jumped off my seat after reading the card.
A group of 15 people started their journey from Delhi in Shatabdi till Kathkodam and from there in mini bus and cars till Mukteshwar. Parents, siblings and friends (whom Anki and Prat call close people) were invited. People with whom there was no formality, people who understand them, people with whom they could enjoy their special day with. It was a marriage full of laughter, talks, fun, dance and excitement.
Finally the time arrived and we went to wedding
mandap. I was in awe when I saw the m
andap.
Mandap was beautifully decorated by the village women with rice flour. For them Anki was like their daughter. The village people played music and danced in the
barat.
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| LADKEWALE :D |
Anki was looking as beautiful as always and Prat the handsome hunk. It was a marriage which solemnised in midst of mountains. While leaving the place I couldn't control my tears. The village people performed
vidai ceremony of Anki in their traditional way with golden colour
Kalash (Urn) and baded her goodbye like their sister.
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| Our tastes match so much |
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| Beautiful Bride and Groom |
It was the marriage which is unforgettable, a spectacular, awe-inspiring marriage.
