It was a bright sunny morning on 12th of May when the warm sunlight filled my room through the windows causing me to wake up from my slumber and I opened my
eyes.
The beautiful sunshine that day not only carried light but also, hope and happiness of new beginnings. So with a smile I sat up and thanked god for this beautiful day. Today marked the beginning of me and Vaidik’s new forever. Today was our Gol-Dhana (Roka).
As I was getting ready for the ceremony in my room where I had spent 15 years of my life, I slowly started to realise that today also marks the beginning of the slow and painful farewell of my old life.
This room had been my best friend all my life until now. It has seen , studying all night for my exams, it has seen me laughing my heart out with my friends, it has heard me crying myself to sleep on sad days and witnessed other countless memories.
Finally when I was ready for my Gol-Dhana in my red suit and straightened hair. I looked into the mirror of the dressing table which belonged to my mother. In the mirror I could see the 7-year-old Komal playing house with her imaginary husband wearing dupatta as saree. She used to play this every day in afternoon right after coming from school while mummy slept nearby.
I could no longer hold my tears and a drop came rolling down my cheek and filled my heart with warmth remembering that 7-year-old me who had manifested her wedding every single day is coming true now.
It felt as if the dressing table was telling me to stop and hold on to that moment. It has seen me grow from a little girl playing with dolls to the woman getting ready for her roka. It felt as if it was telling me that I grew up too quickly and wish it could bring back those innocent times back.
Embracing these bittersweet emotions, I stepped out into the living room of my
house where the arrangements of the ceremony was set up. Both my families (my forever family and my new family from Anand) was present in the room and Vaidik joined on video call. We had set up the call on TV and I could see him in Orangish-red Kurta on the screen waving at me and I waved him back.
The ceremony started with Dipak Bapuji chanting the shlokas and finally me and Vaidik were entwined together into a sacred relation in the presence of gods. It completed with all the family members feeding us Gud (Jaggery) and Dhana (Coriander seeds) to mark the beautiful beginning with a sweet taste to reminisce.