In the end, it was a simple wedding.
There was no mehendi party, no ‘hangama’ so to speak. Meaning, no singing and dancing the night before. Everyone got to know one another instead, with the two sides of the family mingling. The day of the wedding, my cousin looked absolutely stunning in her cream and silver suit. Her silver jewlery looked classy and different than the traditional gold most brides use. She wasn’t the ‘submissive’ bride many are used to at Pakistani weddings. She interacted with everyone at the wedding. She talked. She laughed. She was beautiful.
Words cannot express how incredibly happy I am for her. I cried at the wedding during my speech, something that has never happened before. I wish the best to her and her husband. May they have a wonderful life with one another, InshAllah.