That day everybody would have thought/screamed ‘Where could the bride possibly be?’ If they all wanted to find the Runaway Bride, then they kind of needed this blog. Boo! What is a wedding? Good food, good clothes, good dancing, good times? This blog is dedicated to the day which led to the following story. Here I am talking about MY marriage. Which eventually I didn’t attend. So it all started with the day when my parents made me meet this guy. A guy whom I did not like at the very first glance. Forgive me for these words but he was short, bald and yes how I can forget his bulging tummy. Fine…I may be exaggerating a bit but trust
