《Rabh Ne Banade Jodi✔️ completed》Roka 😻💜
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Kabir: it was 6 in the evening. Ajj ik bar fir Pata chala ki life kitne uncertain hoti hai... Kal tak pata hi nahi tha ki Ajj Mein apne roke kei liye ready honga woh bhi uss ladki kei sath jisse Mein siraf 10 minute keliye clinic mei mila aur Ajj cafe Mein.
I had dropped Sahiba home 🏡, dadus and dadis had already started to prepare for the roka as they believed on their respective choices.
One of Amarjeet uncle's closest friend's wife is a wedding planner so we were able to make arrangements quickly. As the marriage was supposed to be a close knit affair, a lot of people would not be invited, it would be:
The Khurana s and The Romanas
( to get married)
The Malhotra ( Sahiba Nanaka/ Maternal side)
The Mutual family friends ( starts from Dadu-dadi generation):
The Virdis
The Sandhus
The Virks
The Ahujas.....
So we only got 10 cards printed out of which 5 will go to family friends, 2 will be kept by both families as a memoir 1 will be kept in front of babaji for ardas during the roka and given to gurudwara for record and Sahiba said she wants to keep 2 for herself as a personal memory... ( this girl I tell you)
But one thing I can say about her is that she is simple and makes fast choices... The unfortunate presumptions I made about women were totally proven wrong... My apologies to all the female fraternity, she took a very less amount of in choosing and selected the most subtle card.
We sent these out:
( it is Sahiba Kaur and Kabir Singh Romana)
( it is sahiba's wedding duhh!! What else do you expect her to send with her wedding card)
As the roka was kept on a short notice, only both the families will be present in the gurudwara and tomorrow onwards we move to the resort I own and will do the functions together there.
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After a 20 minute ride we reach the gurudwara.
And Sahiba and her family had already reached, they were waiting for us to go together. My eyes were only on my lady who was looking so pretty and simple :
Sahiba : My meeting with kabir was amazing. And being a firm believer of God I left my future 🔮 in its hands.
I got ready in my mom's suit as it helped me to saty calm. I applied eyeliner, mascara, blush and highlighter only. Wearing my earings and watch, we were on the way to the gurudwara. 5 minutes after our arrival, the Romans also arrived. My handsome doctor stepped out of the driving seat and came near us to seek the blessing from elders and hug my veerji and bhabhi, he secretly 😉 at me which made me look down. Geet and Reet had taken an instant liking to him, they had changed their teams and were sticking to him like gum hmpp!! Traitors I will see both of them when they run out of their stock of chocolates and approach me.
Anyways my handsome doctor looked hot 🔥 :
After exchanging all pleasantries, We all went together and bent in front of guru granth sahib ji and began the roka. Both of us were sitting in front of babaji while others were standing surrounding us and veerji brought his camera to click the pictures.
First: My family came forward gave Kabir: gold chain, cash, clothes, dry fruits and fed him sweets.
(which he obviously ate a little bit from everyone's hand)
I gifted him a watch ⌚ which rewarded me lots of teasing and blushing.
They also gave cloth sets to dadu-dadi and chachu-chachi.
Then for me:
His family gave me earrings and bangles, cash, suit sets, dry fruits and chachu had specially got chocolates to feed rather than sweets which made me tear up at his sweet fatherly gesture.
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I was eating the chocolate while wriggling my eyebrows at dr. Kabir making everyone laugh.
Everyone was laughing, teasing us cracking jokes but I was in deep thought.
While this was happening I was in some deep thought.
Kabir : Sabhiba Mein tumhare bagal Mein betha hun? Toh tum mere kayalo Mein Kyon khoi hui ho?
Sahiba:( smiling at what, he said) actually mujhe kuch puchna hai?
Kabir: sahiba this should be the last time you are skeptical 🤨 about asking a question to me. Khul kei pucho..
Sahiba: hmm twade (apke) parents kei bina Yeh kar rahein hai, Yeh theek haina?
Kabir: Sahiba(he says while exhaling a deep breath) mere parents Bachpan sei kisi event mein shamil nahi hue.... Mere first birthday kei pics Mein Nahi hai, mujhe Pehle injury houi tabh nahi, 1st prize mila tabh bhi nai, graduation Mein Nahi aye... Baki Mein Yaad Nahi karna Chahata.
Mein unhe apne shadi mein na bulakar badla nahi le raha. Tum inhe dekh rahi ho ( kabir points at his dadi-dadi, chachu-chachi, sahiba nods) Mein inke zimmedari nahi mom dad ki responsibility tha, for bhi inhone mujhe time aur pyar diya.
Dadu ne apne pith par bitha kar khilaya, dadi Bachpan Mein ready karte thi, chachu father's day Mein office bunk karei atte thi, aur chachi neid mei sei utta kar khana khilati thi ki kahi mei khali pait na so jaun.
Don't worry sahiba mere jigar kei tukde mere sath mere khushiyon mein hai okay?
Sahiba:(feeling relieved) okay...
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