Marigold feels!

In the midst of all the crazed last minute decisions, playlist composition,  arrangements and general hyperactivity combined with anxious desperation to ensure perfection ensues-it's calm.

Only because the sanctity of what is to ensue tomorrow is far bigger than music or floral arrangements can compete with. It's a union of two people who're taking the first step towards the intention of spending the rest of their lives in the companionship of one another. And as families will come together to welcome this sacred relationship into their fold of madness laced with dollops of love and warmth, I find my stomach fluttering and my heart beating a little faster as I close my eyes and smile, to the thought of my sister, the person I have literally grown up with, get engaged to the man she loves.

I wish you wake up to cherished mornings and remember every moment of what's coming in celebration of the spirit of your bond, of the premise on which this is going to become an evening you will never forget. Stay in love!

I love you both. :* 

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  1. Rajat Dutta2 January 2016 at 10:41

    caption improve karle bhai. Baaki sahi hain. :D

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    1. Kriti Sharma2 January 2016 at 11:50

      Hahaha kyun snob? What's your problem with those quintessential wedding flowers?

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