Being the bridegroom,
both bridal laughter and bridal tear.
Arrayed in the beautiful sari under golden veil,
with a heart full of buckets
of emotions And
eyes full of sky kissing dreams,
the lunar face reached the altar.
With the chanting of mantra,
my fingers brushed
on her forehead
to adorn cardinal vermilion.
As I made her wear the sacred thread around her neck
And we circled around holy fire,
glimpse of her smile
justified bridal laughter
of forming the world
with her man of dreams.
As the cowrie game ended
and time rang the bell to leave her maternal home,
bridal tears gushed like ocean from her eyes.
Father became emotional,
mother became disheartened
to see her darling leaving home,
friends sang epithalamium
to bid adieu.
Bridal tears unknowingly
fell on my shoulder,
singing the bridal song
And among all the chaos,
the chauffeur ran the car to reach the destination.