How my Parents Met (Part 1)

It was in the month of December when a couple decided to tie a knot, wedding of Abha and Vinod. My dad’s best friend Vinod uncle and Abha aunty, who was daughter of my nanaji’s family friend, so by default my mom and dad had to attend the wedding.

My dad reached a bit late so he missed the initial ceremonies and could not see the bride or his bhabhi...Dad asked Vinod uncle- “ Yaar bhabhi kaha hain, milva toh.” He replied, “Ja upar room me jo sabse sunder ladki taiyaar ho rahi hai, wo teri bhabhi hai”… Dad went up and to the most beautiful lady (according to him) in the room said “ namastey bhabhi ji, I am Vinod’s friend. Good to see you, and then wished bye. 

 The wedding ceremony began with a twist when dad saw someone else with uncle, the lady whom dad met was not the bride. Then who was she? She was my mom. Dad fell for her and decided to get married with the most beautiful lady he found in the room ( which she is indeed)

Now the most difficult task was how to convey this to mom. He started to plan tricks to turn things in his favor. He made friends with my mama and masi’s husband (we call him kaka) and I must say -using all brains and efforts he left no stone unturned and succeeded in making an impression on them, finally the day arrived when they decided to meet at chappan( all Indorians know it).

(Keep waiting till the next blog comes, to find what happens next…)