On the Threshold
The strains of the shehnai
are just round the corner...
the chanting of hymns...
the chiming of bells
echoing within and without
The misty fumes of incense and camphor
The fragrance of the mogra and bela blossoms
are already wafting in the air..
The verandas and the courtyards are bustling
Rustle of silks
glimmer of jewels
there is laughter, there are giggles
There is thrill, there is anticipation
and yet there is trepidation too
Hopes and expectations
Doubts and fears...
But there is willingness and readiness
To make the Best
On the threshold of a New Life
To stop being "I"
and begin as "WE"
Wish you both a Long, Happy Married life...