Life of endless possibilities

It's been so long, hasn't it, dear blog? Yet, this seems to be the perfect time to pick up from where i left off, with that love poem. First was the mother of all Indian wedding in Madras, followed by the most perfect dream wedding party at the Art Museum, I finally feel satiated, satisfied, settled. Even now, two days after the party, the both of us are still bathing in it's afterglow, reminiscing every lovely detail. It was truly magical. And i know that it was so for many people as well.

You know what, it's for real - dreams really do come true.