.. and I'm married. :)
The only thing that a lot of people seem to be able to ask me these days is "How's married life treating you?"
Apart from the very obvious differences (living in a different house, no amma/appa at close quarters, no malika-madness and so forth), it actually does not feel very much different from what it was. It's pretty difficult actually, to suddenly start blushing at the mention of A's name, when I've known him for almost 15 years, and have been in a relationship for 4. My grandmother is pretty disappointed - she'd asked me if we talk to each other enough. :))
But then, it is also very silly to assume that nothing at all has changed. You're living with a different person, you'll grow old together, you'll have each other around all the time and so on. It's weird not to have amma already in the kitchen every morning, with the coffee ready. It's also very strange to be cooking and cleaning for your own household and looking after your new family member. It's kind of funny (and flattering) when you realize that in some ways, your husband has found some kind of a substitute in you, for his mother.
So, now in addition to have been schoolmates, choir-mates and colleagues; we're now husband and wife. Above all, we're still excellent friends - life should be pretty good. :)
