Marriage. Bliss. Blunder. And blah. But super-duper fun. I guess that's good enough to summarize how my life has been so far. Very sweet to begin with, a little bitter here and there (tiny tiffs with hubby) and so much more. In fact I don't feel like I am married at all. Folks at the new place know what I am like and so, currently life is a breeze.
Of course, I am happily domesticated! So much so that I am dreading taking up a job. Bah. Learnt to make parathas too. Chapatis have gone from square to round. Yay. Okay now enough about the domestic life.
Now romantic life can be a bit chaotic what with me being jobless and him having a hectic professional (not) life! Lol. To skip to the better part, earlier today, my mum-in-law very fleetingly mentioned the 'first night'. Seriously, it was no big deal but her mentioning it and how, was super funny. However, the mention went as far as him gifting me the cool phone on that very night.
But a lot more than gifting the phone happened. [If you are thinking you are getting any of the juicy details then, sorry!]
Someone had stated, long back, "You attract weird things, Nikki!" And that is so true. So the 'most' awaited night had to have some weird stuff too.
So we landed at the New Delhi airport at 4 pm on 27th Jan. To my rude shock, it was freezing cold (17 degrees and very windy!) right in the afternoon! [My sister and brother had tagged along in chappals. We Mumbaikars, can never estimate how cold or not it is going to be! So 17 degrees is very cold for us.]
But that very night was supposed to be our first night and so decoration planning was handed over to my sis and bro. While we enjoyed the garma-garam aloo tikkis in the market, these two went searching for red roses! [I absolutely hate red roses now!]
After dinner, while we gathered my bags [five large suitcases], the two disappeared to decorate the room. After much banging at the doors, pleading and finally, a force entry, we were inside the room. Hilarious. That was my first reaction. Soon Him and I were left alone as we took in what was in store for us. Silken bed spread. Cushions, a large teddy sitting right in the middle of the bed and of course, the red roses, some plastered on the wall and many on the bed. And a bunch of gel candles. Okay that was a lot of hard work they had put in. Sweet.
But here is the sob story. We just wanted to crash...super tired after a three-day long wedding function. I got pricked by the thorns on the bedspread. The roses, freshly sprinkled with water, caused our bed to turn ice cold. Brrrrrrrr.....after throwing all the fancy stuff, we slept like logs. However, the hubby woke me up soon.
Sitting upright, with my eyes shut, I asked him what had happened. He, for the most part of it, remained dumbfounded and kept pointing at the table. Now I could not see that, could I? So I asked again and he exclaimed, "The table has caught fire!!!" WTF moment.
How does the table catch fire? Silly me, the candles. The gel candles had melted and gelled together as one big candle. Plus they had not removed the cover so the entire thing, along with the plastic cover, caught fire. Sleepy as he was, he could not understand what to do!
"Douse it with water!" is all I said. Bah. That was it. The candles were off and the table burnt. And I of course went back to sleeping.