i always had a dream..well, i still have that..but the only change in that aspect now is, the "dream" per se, has given way to a desire..more of a fantasy..
this thingy dates back to the time when (i can now proudly say, riding on my second decade and almost reaching the midpoint) i was a kid..a *wait for this absolute cliched "dream"* white wedding.. and this has nothing to do with my faith (i have none), nor any influence of my friends' following the "apt" faith (i had just one catholic friend).. i guess, when i was a kid, i was drawn to that plainly because of the white dainty pretty shoes..yeah..that drew me there..plus, those white extravagant frocks, with laces and frills and nets..yeah..those were my drool points..so, there it is, in its pure innocence and austerity, being absolute ignorant to the grave detailing of the entire phenomenon, i was drawn to the sheer graphic of the entire ritual..
fast forward to the present day scenario (well, almost)..the "white" dreams is somewhat getting overlapped and replaced by a "red" drape..a more bright and blingy effect..and again nothing to do with "faith" of any kind, nor any influence of my friends' following and/or belonging to that "apt" faith (though, i do have the closest of mine falling in that category)..this time, its the red and the white "chuda", and the "flower roof" over the bride's head as she walks to the mandap and overflowing exuberance..and yet again, i'm drawn to the sheer graphics of the entire phenomenon..
and the reason, i say "graphics" 'coz it still aint the time for me yet, when i can be fully convinced of the "phenomenon"..coz, for some reason, i just dun seem to believe in it.
this thingy dates back to the time when (i can now proudly say, riding on my second decade and almost reaching the midpoint) i was a kid..a *wait for this absolute cliched "dream"* white wedding.. and this has nothing to do with my faith (i have none), nor any influence of my friends' following the "apt" faith (i had just one catholic friend).. i guess, when i was a kid, i was drawn to that plainly because of the white dainty pretty shoes..yeah..that drew me there..plus, those white extravagant frocks, with laces and frills and nets..yeah..those were my drool points..so, there it is, in its pure innocence and austerity, being absolute ignorant to the grave detailing of the entire phenomenon, i was drawn to the sheer graphic of the entire ritual..
fast forward to the present day scenario (well, almost)..the "white" dreams is somewhat getting overlapped and replaced by a "red" drape..a more bright and blingy effect..and again nothing to do with "faith" of any kind, nor any influence of my friends' following and/or belonging to that "apt" faith (though, i do have the closest of mine falling in that category)..this time, its the red and the white "chuda", and the "flower roof" over the bride's head as she walks to the mandap and overflowing exuberance..and yet again, i'm drawn to the sheer graphics of the entire phenomenon..
and the reason, i say "graphics" 'coz it still aint the time for me yet, when i can be fully convinced of the "phenomenon"..coz, for some reason, i just dun seem to believe in it.
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