I don’t remember my marriage; do you?

After a topsy-turvy 12 years, it was finally when I was getting married to the love of my life. The last 15 days had passed like a breeze as both of us were planning everything for our D-day. With all the preparations, handling of relatives, balancing of conversations and trying to keep everyone happy, we reached our venue.

It was the covid time, and hence we would be locked in the venue for the next 2 days. I thought that after reaching things, they would settle down a bit and I would get a breather. But I was so wrong. Every minute there was one thing or another that kept cropping up. Sometimes the water was over, sometimes a relative needed something, sometimes someone was angry because someone didn’t do something, and so on. Handling all of this, the first evening came, which was our dance party. I am trying to remember so hard right now, but I just don’t remember what I did. I just don’t remember anything from that evening. This was the realization I had this evening, and I just renewed pokharnatalks.com and started writing my thoughts.

I felt so sad that I don’t even remember my marriage. This was supposed to be one of the most memorable times of my life, which I thought I would remember till the end of life, but sadly the reality is far from it. I just don’t understand how this can happen. I just have some glimpses of things that I was doing, nothing more. One thing that I do remember is her face when she entered; she was looking like an angel from heaven, and I can never forget that, but that’s it.

Not that I am trying to analyze why this happened, I just think we were so busy making others comfortable and having a perfect wedding that we ended up just doing that and didn’t enjoy the most important day of our life. I now think I would have rather had an imperfect wedding but one where I would just be with her.

Have you been in such a situation wherein order to make something good, you ended up just not remembering it at all?