Roller Coaster Ride

The week before the big day was the busiest!

Everyone was arriving , after all Thread Ceremony is a big thing in our culture! It is even considered equivalent to Marriage! It's once in lifetime event for boys and in our culture this is always done in pairs so since my brother and my first cousin's Thread Ceremony was done together!

The nerves were kicking in and the fear was real.I had imagined everything from outfits for each day to greeting and welcoming everyone! After all I was the only sister whose brothers are getting ready for the big day!

From the yellow outfit for Haldi ceremony to lavender outfit for evening party! 

But getting ready and clicking pictures is not even 1% of what the host does!

My chacha and chachi and my younger cousin had arrived! So we went on a shopping spree with them to buy clothes for both the brothers, chacha, papa, and matching accessories for me! Everything was set or atleast we believed everything was set!

But then when guests started arriving chaos started! 

Conversations like "this is not there", "this is less", "we need 2 of this", "this needs to be bought" started going rounds. 

Chacha had to buy all those things and mostly remained out of the house and Papa managed the internal affairs and other works like buying things, managing everything etc! And mumma, chachi, mami, and dadi took the command over kitchen. And babaji bought all the vegetables required! So that there is no shortage of food! For the 2nd day food was prepared by professionals and trust me, it was heavenly! So it was team effort! 

Pros of joint family! 💗🌸

But living in joint family is not always a bliss😂! It's true that things get easy around them but it is also true that living in joint family requires great patience which I lack! Afterall dealing with so many energies is not everyone's cup of tea and definitely not mine!😅 I am not particularly the kind of person who likes talking all night concept! So automatically I had trouble sleeping! Since when so many people had gathered it would automatically lead to hours of leg pulling, inside jokes, nostalgia, some family politics, etc! Which I was least interested in being a teenager who loved good sleep! So it often made me feel irritated but anyways I cannot complain afterall they were not entirely wrong! I mean who doesn't like spending time with one's who was integral part of your growing era! 

Then when finally things were falling to place, the day before the big day, things started going haywire! The shoes had not arrived yet that I had to wear and the blouse was still not ready that mumma had wear! So the last moment mumma went to buy heels for me and luckily got the matching one! And the problem about the blouse was also settled! So finally everything was ready!

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Wanting something all your life feels so much different from having it!