Finally, it was the day of the reception and Drishti Maheswari was decked up as a royal bride, with her adored tiara ofcourse.
"Oh my! Don't I really look regal?" Drishti asked looking at the mirror with a grin.
"Yes baby, you do" Divyanshi said looking at her daughter's happy face
"Can you believe it Maa. I'm a princess. A real princess. With a beauiful tiara" Drishti said excitedly touching her tiara every few minutes to make sure it is still there.
"I can't believe that you are all grown up. It feels like yesterday I first held my baby in my arms" Divyanshi said as her eyes welled up with tears
"Aww Maa. Don't make me cry too. Not that I would cry. I don't understand why the brides always cry during the wedding. It's not as if they are leaving their parents permanently. I can alwa
