Yesss.. you read it right. It was my best friend Katis wedding on 22th of March.Yupiee!!! Yeah!!! A day to remember for her and for us(we friends). Don’t ask me how was the marriage.. Coz it was just wonderful!!! Awesome!! Fun!! She looked like a goddess.. beeeeaaaauuutttiiifullll…… vinay(her husband) had no option other than starring at her when she walked down to the ‘mantap’.We were really stunned to look at her everytime.. She looked just beautiful.. just like a goddess.. every sari she wore was getting a look because of her, Every stone in the jewelry got the spark because of the glow she had in her eyes ..God!!! If I m allowed, I ll keep on praising her, without even caring if you are really interested or if you are getting bored.. anyways.. let me come to the actual part of this story..
We, I mean me,paggu,sweetoo,shradha and juhi had been planning for this big day from around 2-3 months. We were excited for her, and to meet each other too.. it had been almost 6 months I met sweetoo,shradha and almost a year I met paggu.. I was really excited to meet them all. Paggu and me had planned to go together from Bangalore to Belgaum, there all my other friends would join and then from there it was all unclear. What meant more important is meeting all friends
Paggu traveled the half of the day to reach Blore.I attended my office and left early.. but.. This Bangalore traffic..ufff!! I almost lost hopes of reaching on time to board the train.. Thank god!! I was 5 min early to the departure time.. anyways.. what matters is.. Finally I met Paggu. God!! I cant tell you how happy I was.When I met her.. we wer literally hugging each other for some 3-4 times.. We had missed each other (well..even though we spoke almost 3-4 times a week for around an hour each time).People around us were starring at us.. we were too happy to notice it then..we hardly slept that night on train.. we chatted, chatted and chatted till we reached belgaum.. And ya.. When we reached belgaum.. We both were silent for a long time.. it took us back to the old good days of our own, the 3rd gate, 1st gate, ambika, military mahadev, RPD, Goavaes.. every road in belgaum had some memories with it.. and the best part was we both were remembering them together, silently in our minds.. both knew wat was going on the other persons mind.. but none of us spoke a word..God.. I m going back to those days.. Ok ok.. Where was I??? I reached belgaum.. yup!! Then Uncle and aunty were waiting for us.. we both were too hungry to resist.. upon that when paggus mother cooks.. I cant resist.. so immediately we were on dining table having yummy dosas.. ummm.. Paggu.. convey my thanks to aunty.. she deserves it.
It was almost 11:00 am.. we got a call from kati.. “where you people?? We have arranged for a Bus near my home.. come soon.. they are all waiting.” . Paggu was ready but I was not.. I was still sleeping.. I somehow got ready and then in 15 min we were at katis place. Wow!! That’s the time I met sweetoo and shradha..and when I met them, I never felt I was away,they were my same old friends.. too lazy to change(he he he)..we were together like our college group again..I felt sooooooooooo ggggggggggggoooooooooooodddddddddddd!!!!!!!!!!
Our journey to pune was total fun!!!!! Not me nor paggu were interested in telling our work related stuff.I seriously don’t remember wat we spoke.. all I remember is teasing shradha, telling each other abt the office tales, singing or should I say screaming??well we laughed, laughed and laughed.. I must have lost few kgs as I spoke a lot.
It was almost 7 when we reached karyalay in Pune. Sneha had arranged a room for us.We met juhi there.. We attended katis ‘Haldi’ function.. before that, katis ‘bhaiyas’ and ‘bhaabiis’, deedis and jeejus’ presented a dance for her.. umm.. it was great.. ya... they forgot steps, they forgot the sequences BUT they all loved her.. and was clearly visible in their act..everybody loved her..and then kati was on stage.. She enjoyed every single bit of the moment. She was just enjoying completely. Vinay was with her.They 2 ofcourse completed each other.
Then that night when we all were supposed to sleep kati came to our room. She was not a bride then.. she was just the same old kati. The same kiddo, teaser.. She was not scared for her big day, she was not tensed, not worried, not afraid of loosing anything, not even a bit insecured.. She was Just our own Kati. We all loved her so much. We all spoke almost the whole night.. she had to get up early in the morning.. but even then we all chatted, we all were back to college days.. just a day before her wedding..
Then the next day we woke up late and the ‘muhurt’ was in half an hour.. you wont believe.. we 5 girls got ready in just half n hour, that’s coz we didn’t want to miss a moment of the wedding.. we wanted to be with her every single moment. And we were there, we were there when he put the ‘mangal sutra’, we were there when they took ‘sapta padi’(saath phere), when there was kanya daan.. None of us had seen a wedding so closely.. we all were excited. Kati as usual went through all these with an ease, with a cool mind.. she was happy.
Then the rest of the ceremony was like some fairy tale. Kati was a princess, Vinay was Prince charming. He came for her.. to find his love for life.. Wow!!! Doesn’t that sound so beautiful???
Hmmm.. there was her reception in the evening.. I could not attend it as I had to leave to Bangalore. I had only 1 day leave(ssssaaadddddd).I had my train at 10. I never wanted to say a bye to my friends.. I didnt want to leave, I wanted the time to freeze.. I would miss them a lot everytime I felt like being stupid, everytime I wanted to eat pani puri, everytime I felt “What am I doing???”, everytime I got confused which dress to buy, which bag will match with it.. , everytime I felt like going for a walk, everytime I saw a handsome guy.. today when I sit here writing all this.. I feel.. gone are those days when I could call Kati and say “Kati I m bored.. Chal lets go out for a movie” or I would message paggu “wanna come for a walk” and next 10 min she would be there.. and just ask sweetoo “hungry?? Canteen??”.. Just those days when we would keep messaging “how many chapters done??” or “arey yaar.. This topic is so sadu.. I m skipping it.. you??”.. then after those internals or exams.. we would go for Ramdev PavBhaji, ambika Pani Puri..well that guy at ambika probably would miss us if we didn’t show up atleast once in a week.. Ah!!!! Good old days.. But these days are also good.. I like them too.. New life, new excitements.. all new.. after all change is another name of life.. isn’t it??
Happy Married life Kati.. now that your lastname is changed.. we your friends solemnly declare that, we will continue to call you by your old name i.e kati.. and you will remain as our old and forever friend ‘KATI’.
Happy married life once again..