Day In My Life: A Essayful Day Of My Life
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It was the most auspicious and wonderful day of my life. The appointed time for solemnizing the marriage had come. I was sitting on the verandah surrounded by hundreds of young girls and women. They were all waiting for the propitious news to be announced. The bridegroom, Nadim with his marriage party had reached to my place. They were stayed at a near by Madrasa. That religious institution was named after my late grandfather and founded by my family members.
At nine in the evening, one person came and broke the news that finally the Nikah ceremony was over. All young girls and women congratulated me heartily. I felt overjoyed and completely out of my sense for sometime. How a few sacred words of the holy Quran and some sayings of prophet …show more content…
I was sitting, putting my head, most of the time, on my bent knees. I was tired and wanted to take some rest. But, it was impossible, I knew it.
When the guests and local invitees ate their food, at that time, the bridgegroom, Nadeem was brought in in the house to complete some other essential rituals. He was looking handsome as my younger sisters and cousins told me later on in his navy blue suits. He was though not much taller, but quite well featured and had big piercing eyes which had the capacity to lure any of the girl of my age.
My mother, aunts and the other close relatives offered him many types of gifts like money, pen, diary and handkerchieves.
Finally, he was allowed to depart, and, the time he rose to go, I was aked also to give him a company to the waiting car outside of the house. It was a white old ambassador which Nadim’s family had hired. Usually, in the olden days, the bride would go in in the wooden Palkis, but now, with the coming of age, motor cars in the villages had been introduced, and this long tradition died …show more content…
It was like a new journey of my life on which I was going to embark on. Really, a life attached to the vows of marriages is nothing less like that, I thought.
I sat in the back seat along with Nadim and soon the car sped off in the direction of his home. Wailing and crying of relatives resonated till I did not go out from my earshot.
It was a moonlit night and the road and other things nearby was quite visible. I had seen these things before, but this time, it seemed totally strange to me as I was new to this village.
I was lost in my own jumble of thoughts, but what, was hard to discern. I and Nadim had endured a lot to see this vital moment of our lives. Many a time, it looked bleak to be seen united to each other as a husband and wife because of the hassles created by our families. But, finally, the almighty God had heard our voices of hearts and all troubles vanished.
We reached within ten minutes of travelling. It was not much far from my house. The road was bumpy and unsmooth, but it was pretty
It was the most auspicious and wonderful day of my life. The appointed time for solemnizing the marriage had come. I was sitting on the verandah surrounded by hundreds of young girls and women. They were all waiting for the propitious news to be announced. The bridegroom, Nadim with his marriage party had reached to my place. They were stayed at a near by Madrasa. That religious institution was named after my late grandfather and founded by my family members.
At nine in the evening, one person came and broke the news that finally the Nikah ceremony was over. All young girls and women congratulated me heartily. I felt overjoyed and completely out of my sense for sometime. How a few sacred words of the holy Quran and some sayings of prophet …show more content…
I was sitting, putting my head, most of the time, on my bent knees. I was tired and wanted to take some rest. But, it was impossible, I knew it.
When the guests and local invitees ate their food, at that time, the bridgegroom, Nadeem was brought in in the house to complete some other essential rituals. He was looking handsome as my younger sisters and cousins told me later on in his navy blue suits. He was though not much taller, but quite well featured and had big piercing eyes which had the capacity to lure any of the girl of my age.
My mother, aunts and the other close relatives offered him many types of gifts like money, pen, diary and handkerchieves.
Finally, he was allowed to depart, and, the time he rose to go, I was aked also to give him a company to the waiting car outside of the house. It was a white old ambassador which Nadim’s family had hired. Usually, in the olden days, the bride would go in in the wooden Palkis, but now, with the coming of age, motor cars in the villages had been introduced, and this long tradition died …show more content…
It was like a new journey of my life on which I was going to embark on. Really, a life attached to the vows of marriages is nothing less like that, I thought.
I sat in the back seat along with Nadim and soon the car sped off in the direction of his home. Wailing and crying of relatives resonated till I did not go out from my earshot.
It was a moonlit night and the road and other things nearby was quite visible. I had seen these things before, but this time, it seemed totally strange to me as I was new to this village.
I was lost in my own jumble of thoughts, but what, was hard to discern. I and Nadim had endured a lot to see this vital moment of our lives. Many a time, it looked bleak to be seen united to each other as a husband and wife because of the hassles created by our families. But, finally, the almighty God had heard our voices of hearts and all troubles vanished.
We reached within ten minutes of travelling. It was not much far from my house. The road was bumpy and unsmooth, but it was pretty