Everyone have some dreams in their lives to be accomplished. One among those is the success on the date of wedding. People, since their childhood days have a desire to make their wedding the most loved day of their lives. These all fantasies are set to them through reading a book where an involved marriage is taking place, or even in a movie where the couple is looking like moons and taking wedding. Off course, all of us want our marriage to be an even of status. But, sadly only few of them are lucky enough to get the same.
“MY DREAM WEDDING”
Though elegant and somewhat detailed, my wedding day should be everything I ever hoped for. The finger-tip length veil attached to me hairs. The wedding dress, which should be maroon and with grey lite colored. Being from an average family, I want to do my best to hold up my end of things and may my parents get enough blessed by wealth so that they would make my wedding day and every thing about it just right!
I want my best friends to surround me and rose petals should be scattered before me as candles lites up from every table as I moves across. All eyes should be at me as I enter the hall on my father’s arm and we walk together one last time. At the end of the read carpet stands my husband whose eyes should turn exclusively on me and who waits patiently to take my hand as my father offers him to.
The flowers, fresh gardenias, roses, and jasmine, to be chose. The tables should be set with white and dark red maroon color, and delicacies to be served as the guests enter. A sweet custard dessert, to be served to honor our guests and new in-laws. The ceremony should be cultural, what we all share, the need to love and be loved.
Fairy tales are stories and are made up, but dream weddings can come true. Waiting and settling for nothing less than the man you love and who loves you above and beyond everything else.
The truth is that all the extra stuff is great and made for a gorgeous wedding, but what would made a dream come true will be the fact that I would marry a man who would loved me more than life itself.
By Hania Rana
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