My Marriage went on Hilarious note.

Dear friends...

This thought just came in to my mind to share with you all.... 

My marriage was at Thirupathi.. It was on April.. if i think about some moments of my marriage day... i would cry and i would laugh also... i have well explained my crying part of my life in another thread already.... so here i am sharing the moments to laugh....

All was Well.. marriage was over in the morning by 10... actually if the marriage is t Thirupathi.. along with bride and groom, 5 members can darshan Balaji in free of cost and laddus also will be given. 

OMG... it was only to some distance of it was rush less and we also got in to the heavy rush.... (at one point the special ticket will get joins with the rush).. and the Que was going as a snail.. and it was just seesawing on both the ends... front... then ... back.... all were looking at me.. as i am newly married and i am with all my jewels and make up.... some smiled at me too...

you all know very welll... we tamilians have very good hair dressing during the wedding with lots of flowers... and it was very heavy on my head... at actual.. i have only hair up to my shoulders and it was lengthened to my hip level by anattachment....

the rush was very very heavy.... by all the rush... at first.. my chandiran and suriyan (two small circle like jwellery worn either side of the sutti).. came out of my head... and after... slowly.. my sutti (hair jewellery to be worn in forehead) started to come offff...... while we are about to reach the dharshan place.... my attached hair(sowri) also came off in hand.... it was hilarious and my relatives and my husband started to laugh at me..... even I was laughing very well... while we were entering the temple.. the attachment hair is my hand and the jewells were in my husbands pocket.. but we had great dharshan.. it is my first dharshan in Thirupathi .......

Then all is well.. finished our dharshan.... and coming back to our mandapam.... while we are reaching there....lie us.. our relatives also.. has made in to different groups and has gone for the dharshan..... that time... we were in a shock...

All has returned one by one.. and one group is coming and telling "periya naina is missng" (grand pa is missing).... OMG.... then again.. we all started in group for searching of grand pa...

he is about 82 years old and he cant walk much and he has less hearing and seeing capacity.... these people has missed them in the laddu que....what i will say for this???!!!!...alll were searching and searching every where....

returning of each group is expecting the other goup to say "we found" periyamma (grand mother- she is very young and she is only about 50s and she is second wife) started to cry by stamping at her chest in front of the mandapam.... i was speechless and was very much.... feared....

its been around three hours... we couldnt find our grand paaa.... we have even given announcement but.. of no use....

then i started to search for my husband.... and me and husband met in the exit point of the temple.. and we were just rolling our eyes here and there.... then ... at last we found our grand paaa....

my husband asked him.. "where were you this much of time".... grand pa answered with teeth less smile.. "they gave food.. i had.. then i dont know how i slept.. i was sleeping there.. just woke up"...... we all started to laugh... and thank god.. we have booked the train only in the night....

all was subham at last.... and thank god.... really it was a very good moment.. we were talking this for several months after my marriage... not only mee... no body will forget my marriage.....

Bus no 116, Changed my Life route.

It was morning 7.12. I was in my fav meroon saree and rushing from my home gate without closing it towards my bus stand. 

I heard there is an early bus to chatiram bus stand (Trichy) where my college is there. I was cursing my HOD who started this special class by a Dr for the pharmacology subject. 

Oh bus also came up as I expected... 116. Oh God... Rush even in early morning. While I get in to the bus I saw a handsome guy... He looked handsome, but slightly tuff looks like a rowdy.

But to the surprise, the guy also started to look at me with a smile on his lips and slight shock in his eyes. 

I was feeling great inside me. I did like that guy. I did not mind him at all. He moved close to me and grabbed my small finger. I got shocked inside and without reacting much I just released my finger out of his grab.

I didn’t like what he did, but my heart was going towards him. I repositioned myself where he cannot reach me and did not mind him at all.

He got down at a stop. I turned to look at him, but he was not there. I searched in to the whole bus.

But, OMG. Suddenly he ran fast behind the bus and got into the bus. He saw me once and gave a smile and did not mind.

Hmmm, you feel like you saw this scene somewhere, with madhavan and meera Jasmine. And the film name is also Run. Please guys, I can understand your looks, but this happened truly in my life huh. Suchi.  

Bus stand came. Just 8 more minutes I will reach my college. I started to walk. He was coming back of me. 

"hey please give me your number"

"I don’t have one"

"I saw one mobile in your hand, please give me your number"

"it’s not mine, I can’t give. Please don’t come back of me"

but, he continued. He did come back of me. Fine I stopped and turned back to him. 

"What do you want???"

"I need your phone number"

"I already said I don’t have one. It’s my dad's, I can’t give to the guys who I see in bus" 

"Give know. I won’t trouble you" 

"what’s your name"

"Ram"

"what you doing?"

"Working in a company"

"which college"

"JJ college"

"oh, but I can’t give you my dad's number. Bye. Please don’t come back of me. My college is nearing" 

I stopped going in that bus. I started to catch 7.20 bus which is sufficient for me to reach my college by 8. 

Two days went.

Evening, 7.30 Pm. My mobile rang. I took the phone. It is a unknown number. I did not attend it at first call. Again I got the call, I picked up.

"Who is this???"

"Ram" 

"which ram"

"Forgot, 116 Ram"

"Oh... Hey... how did you know my number????!!!!!!"

"Is it that difficult to know your number, your school mates are my friends. After all, we are from same area... you tell me?? Why I am not able to see you in bus?? Not well?? Stopped college???"

"Hello stop your questions... I don’t like to come by that. So I did not come" 

I disconnected the call. The call did not come back. 

Next day I did not see him

the third day, he is there at 7.20 bus. Smiling at me... 

This time, I did smile at him... I was smiling inside me... 

then both started to talk in phone in the morning... and We spoke through our eyes inside the bus.. 

Days passed by... hmmm... a month we can say... 

one day... Ram did not come in bus... Ok he must be late or having personal work... Next day. Next day... Next day... the days went... 5 days gone... Ram is not back... 

I felt really sad... 6th day, while I was closing my home gate the bus passed me. 

I was like... "OMG... ok... it’s alright. Ram must not be there, that is why"

I was walking towards the bus stop slowly... I saw a guy standing in the bus stop. Usually only Girls used to be there... I was going closer and closer... 

OMG.... Its Ram... I smiled at him... then I started to wait for the bus as if I don’t know him. We were looking somewhere and spoke to each other (others should not know... this is our area)

"where were you these days"

"in Chennai"

"for what"

"official... a sudden trip"

"ok... I was thinking where you gone"

"so you missed me"

"nothing like that, I was just thinking that you absconded"

"ok fine. I did missing you... I have got a gift for you"

I was surprised. We went together sitting next to next. 

Then as usual the bus routine.

I have to take a picture for my final year project ID card. So was at chitra color lab. I got Ram call.

He asked me where you are. I told him that I am in color lab to take PP size photo. 

I was surprised to see him in next 10th minute there. 

He took me to the hotel.

"I think I am in love with you" this is Ram. He gave me the gift he bought for me from Chennai. 

"So you are still confused??? Not confirmed????" this is me. I received his gift and kept aside.

Ram was urgently denying "No... I do love you... I am confirming that"

"Oh is it... fine" I was looking at his mobile it was flashing "prakash" 

I asked "Who is prakash"

"it’s my name only"

"you said your name is Ram"

"my full name is Ram prakash, in home they call me Ram in office and college prakash"

I felt it is a lie.. "Are you sure, I don’t think so your name is Ram Prakash... I have not heard name in that combo"

He accepted at last, "Yes my name is Prakash"

I was little sad about the LIE... and forgot the proposal. We both came back in same bus separately... 

I changed my number, stopped talking to him. I was busy arranging a get together meeting in my home as it is final year. I went to bus stop to receive my friends. There Prak saw me. He left the bus and ran back of me, asking my number. I gave him my number in hurry and went to home. 

I was doing my Training in BHEL hospital, where I go through the same route of Prak office. 

I was sitting in my fav window seat. I felt somebody sat beside me. I turned. It is Prakash. 

He said "HI". I did not mind him... He said" we are going to Tanjavur" 

"Oh you are going. fine. Have a nice day"

He was little rude this time “I said we are going maa"

"I won’t come with you, I will get down in my stop"

he did not mind me what I am saying. He took two tickets to Thanjur. 

My stop came. When I got up. He pulled my hands and made me to sit. The people in the bus gave me a puzzled look. I sat back. My stop gone. 

We are in Thanjur now. He took me to the palace. 

While we were alone. He hugged me tightly and told "I truly love you, why this ignorance"

I did not reply anything. We continued looking the each and every corners of Tanjur palace. Now we are in a park. 

"I got a new job" Prakash said.

"Oh good... Congratulations." 

"I have to go to Hyderabad in 3 days. 

"Oh fine. It is for good know. All the best" 

we are in bus, returning back to Trichy in the evening. 

He hold my hands tightly "after I met you only I got this nice offer. I will really miss you. Once I reach hydra bad I will call you" 

I did not feel much sad and all as I was not that deeply in love with him. 

Days passed. I got his phone call, from Hyderabad. 

I said Hi and saved his number. 

But....when days are going. I felt I am missing him. Like missing a close friend. Missing my companion. I called back him in one fine evening. 

He was surprised to hear my voice "Oh... what?? Is it you??? What a surprise. I thought you won’t call me at all. I love you" 

Oh god man... Now I too fell in love. I did propose him. From Hyderabad he went to Delhi. We met every 6-8 months.

In between, I found he is not from JJ College too. He did not study in Trichy at all... How cheat... I remember I scolded and fought with him the whole night, while he was at vocation in his home. (I was in another city for my PG). This incident took our love to his home. 

We struggled a lot to get in to married life... 
Now, we are entering our 4^th year of married life.

People know us that mine is love marriage... As usual all ask "where did you meet him first" 

I speak only truth you know, I say "In a bus" 

Prak- "Riya don’t say that we met in bus... it’s not nice to hear" 
Riya-" common... so you yourself value our love story low???  What’s wrong in telling truth" 

Now he he he he... a normal hubby and wifey... but with Double Extra large Love and Affection... 

P.S: I save that meroon saree still. Prak gets more love whenever I wear that.