This post has nothing to do with food, lifestyle, art and everything to do with a celebration of journeys, adventures and love. Three months ago, my life changed in ways I could never have anticipated. I wanted to wait a while before I shared it with anybody. It was out of a selfish desire to keep all the happiness to myself before the world had a chance to get its hands on it.
It took a year long tête-à-tête between London and Japan... and China... and Thailand... and Australia, to figure out whether I was insane enough to promise to stand beside a man who flew circles around me for most of the time I knew him. While most have probably wondered whether I had lost my mind (rightly so!) I wouldn't hesitate to say it's the smartest decision I have ever made. One of the most important lessons I've learned through this journey is any relationship, romantic or otherwise, is only worth having if it is transcendent.
As somebody who always thought marriage was something you do when you're old and bored, I had no plans to have a grand affair. It was simple, fuss free and convenient; probably not the most apt description of a wedding but for me, the most perfect! The moment I'll hold closest to my heart has nothing to do with my husband and everything to do with my first true love. My dada (paternal grandfather) led my religious ceremony and prayers. I come from a family dominated by men and was raised to become a lot tougher because of it. To hear his voice echo in a room full of family bearing witness before God to my love for another, filled me with so much joy, gratitude and humility that I'm not sure any moment since will be able to replicate it.
A lot of the things we did for the wedding were ad-hoc DIYs. My favourite one has got to be my bridal portraits, which were taken by the groom himself. It was fun to play the role of a glamorous muse- a status I've grown quite fond of really! I can't think of any place better than the rustic backdrop of Positano for a love that defied the sense of time. Nothing has ever made me feel more beautiful or loved. If that's not the epitome of romance, I don't know what is.
"The day I got married was the happiest day of my life." For me, that cliché could not have been more true. Most importantly, my life has cultivated joy ever since! I haven't shed a single tear yet- my prima donna mother does not need any assistance in that department.