My Dream Wedding

This is a story about my dream wedding.

I always imagined there'd be a proposal - an epic one.

The one with flashmob of all Bollywood medley songs,

a lot of dancing, my boyfriend would do the dance obviously

and it'll lead me to a hot air balloon.

He would propose, I said yes, 

because no girl could say no to Tiffany&Co ring, right?

We rode the hot air balloon,

heading to rooftop of a restaurant.

I always fancy the idea of fine dining. 

Somewhere at the rooftop, with the skyline view.

It doesn't matter which city will that be, I just love rooftop restaurants.

If you eat at a rooftop restaurant, with your loved one, it just feels so romantic.

I imagined, there'd be an engagement party too.

With mini dais, just like what I had on December 28, 2019.

A simple one, because I wanted my wedding to be big.

I always wanted a wedding held at a secluded area,

in a big mansion, looking like a Disney castle.

I always wanted to walk down the fancy stairs,

like in every Bollywood song,

with my veil so long that it covers all of the stairs.

I always wanted to walk down the isle, holding my mom's hand

with a bouquet of daisies, not a the big ones, the small daisies.

I would walk across the hall,

my eyes met Pan's and we both smiled, feeling blessed and loved.

My dad would nikahkan us and we're all having tears.

In my wedding dream, ofc there'll be first kiss.

Like this one:

That evening, we'd have wedding dinner party,

modern Bollywood theme,

it's held at the second biggest hall in that mansion.

Everyone dressed up in sarees, lahengas, kurtas

and there were Bollywood songs playing.

It's only for family and close friends.

I'd have my surprise solo performance,

because Pan thought we only had a surprise performance for the guests.

I had my solo performance after our first dance together as husband and wife.

We danced to Kala Chashma.

After that, I danced to Mohe Rang Do Laal and Pan's jaw dropped.

My family performed Bole Chudiyan and some other childhood songs we grew up with.

The next afternoon, we'd have the big reception,

with 6000 guests coming from all over Malaysia and Canada.

It's held at the garden of the mansion.

It's huge, almost felt like a carnival.

The dais was made above the lake, it's a floating dais.

That day, it wasn't so hot, the weather was being nice to us,

it felt like Spring in Montreal.

The decorations made the Spring feeling surreal.

So many flowers, but so elegant.

The grass was all green, almost felt like the wedding was held at a Golf Club.

Pan and I rode on horse carriage looking like the one in Cinderella.

When we reached the isle, the guests were all silent and turned their attention to us.

We walked down the isle, holding hands,

with flower girls walking before us,

with instrumental music playing in the background.

Ah it felt so magical.

Ahh just thinking about it, it'll be the best dream ever.

When it comes to wedding, I'm Monica Geller.

I have a folder of all the things I want at my wedding, how the ceremony would be,

what I'm gonna wear and today I'm writing this because I didn't get to do all of that fancy stuff

because let's be real, they're super expensive and just not feasible.

Because who do that? 

1. Pan will never dance in public

2. There's no hot air balloon in the middle of a city

3. Hot air balloon landing on a rooftop?? Hello??

4. A mansion? Who am I? Princess Mia?

5. Wedding dinner party with dancing? It's so haram for my family hahaha

6. Cinderella horse carriage? You can dream on!

It feels so good to keep dreaming about it,

maybe in the next dream I can have my veil made by blind Belgian nun,

the wedding will be on a cliff in Barbados at sunset, I can be all Rachel about it.

Never hurt to dream.

A girl can always dream.

Praying the COVID-19 will go away,

because my REAL(istic) wedding is coming soon!