Confession of a 25 year old Newly Married Lady

I have been married for nine months now. I think it is pretty convincing to quote myself as a “newly” married woman. Since it is my first blog I would like to give base touch with what am going to express.  Every married female goes through these phases in their after-tying-knot life. The new aspect of love, courageously leaving our parents, stepping out of our comfort zone, much more responsibilities than we have ever imagined, managing our new home as well as the society, gearing up for proving ourselves in kitchen and etc., Sometimes it feels great to be an independent adult and to take critical decisions along with your partner. At the same time it also strikes that we have to leave our innocent childish behaviors behind. (Not all the times though: P).

I came abroad right after fifteen days of my wedding. I am a pampered kid like almost all of you. I wouldn’t say that I knew nothing in kitchen, observing things, gel with outsiders, organizing rooms/stuffs and etc., But I should concede that I have never been anywhere other than my city Chennai except for temples like Tirupathi, Tirutani and Tiruvannamalai. My folks are explicitly devotional and strictly no partying/no night outs/no mobile phones after 10 PM (still I use it under my blanket and books: P) so I really didn’t get a chance to enjoy the happenings of my city or to explore much. The only trip they granted me when I was doing my Bachelors was to Bangalore-Mysore-Ooty which had 3 solid joyful nights. So for a girl like me, it was so exciting to be here in foreign land. After my arrival here, I had to understand few things. This might sound silly but am sure all of you been through these. Majorly when I am hungry, I have to go switch on the stove and cook from scratch, all by myself to feed me. Unlike I can’t yell at my mom ordering for my favorite menu by lying on sofa with a remote. And importantly, when you lose any stuff and have to search all over the home, again it is only you! As you are the main key who manages everything at home. Responsibility is the word which ties and drags you up and down in this phase. Sometimes it feels tremendous; sometimes it is just scary.

Though we have a loving husband besides us, who cares like our dad, who mentors like our mom, who plays and pranks like our siblings, who understands our thoughts like our friends and above all who loves you for what you are, we would still miss our first part of life forever.

In a short term, Once a princess; Now a queen. We have our own wings now! Fly high! Spread sparks wherever you go! Respect to all women out there trying to determine whom you are!

My upcoming posts will be the silly little things I confront in my married life! I bet it would be interesting. Thank you so much for reading my page. Please leave your comments below and certainly it means a lot to me!