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Story of Two People from different states, speaking different languages, eating different food but sharing one life,
Here is the story of this mad couple calling themselves NehAmolHai!
Here goes Neha illuminating her match-making experience without match making consultant.
So I met the love of my life through a common friend in 2013 when I returned from Lancaster after completing my post-graduation. First time when I met Amol, I knew that this guy is going through a breakup phase. Then we somehow became friends after certain casual meetings. Whenever I use to plan a trip to Mumbai, I use to call him because my own friends were of no use and Amol turned out to be the perfect planner in the lot. Then in 2017, I shifted to Mumbai for a course, being in the same city we use to party every weekend. Meanwhile, I was trying to fix Amol with some other girl, and I was busy focusing on this other guy from our group that I had started liking. Nevertheless, Neither of us felt anything for each other beyond friendship.
Then in the year 2018, after having spent two years with him, we had developed this bond which made us have a soft corner for each other.
Then comes my birthday, nothing unusual or out of the blue happened. Still, that night somehow maybe through the drinks we had made us feel differently about each other. I still hope we get to figure the reason behind it someday in our lives.
We had realised that we liked each other, one day out of nowhere, he paid the courtesy of being upfront and asked ‘will you marry me?’, and without even thinking it through I said no because marriage was never on my list. After that, he asked me two more times, but my answer remained the same no, and he told me clearly that he would never ask me again, but if ever I change my mind he would be more than happy.
Then in 2018 December, we went to a friend’s wedding in Thailand. There, I realised that I could stay with him for the rest of my life maybe because I saw him with some other girl and it somewhere deep down it hit me hard. But I told him yes after we had come back, and I remember he was super happy. Then our next step was to convince our families because it was two different states with nothing in common, our culture, food, language everything was different. But we managed to convince our parents.
Then after things got finalised, the major step was to decide how do we want our wedding to be. He wanted a simple wedding, and I wanted a fat Indian destination wedding. Still, after a lot of discussion destination wedding was finalised.
We literally searched all the possible destinations, but everything was booked because our wedding got scheduled in the peak season.
Eventually, after a lot of hit and trial, we somehow discovered The Pratap Mahal, Pushkar.
It turned out to be a lovely property, family and relatives stayed at the hotel in its rooms. All our friends and cousins enjoyed the privilege of staying at swiss tents set up by the hotel, which was at a distance from the hotel so that they could have fun.
All the four functions Mehndi, Sangeet, Haldi and the last wedding ceremony turned out to be filled with colours, spirits and joy complemented by cultural differences and pluralities.
After the wedding was over, more than anything, everyone realised and internalised one thing, and that is,