Saturday, July 21, 2007

Now this I call a wedding!

Bridal Day

This bridal day with gold I will enchain,
And wears its hours like rubies on my heart,
That you and I from Love may never part
While still these jewelled monument remain.
These monuments, wrought out of hours, contain
The wound inflicted on me by Love's dart
That stung with such intolerable smart,
Until today we vanquished Times and Pain.

And now I wear this crimson diadem
Where late my heart I did incarnadine
With open wounds in passionate array,
Unhealed until your eyes looked down at them,
And crystallized their sanguine drops to shine
In captured moments of our bridal day


Tis said, marriages is a harmony of life. I believe this entirely. To some, a wedding has many elements that make it magic. Some maybe the company, a special song, or even a heartwarming massage from the father-of-the-bride. Whatever forms it takes, nothing can be as magical as moments that come from the heart. If it could, I wish to post all 299 photos of my cousins wedding but alas, blogspot can only muster as much.

The wedding was made simple, with all the cousins chipping in here and there. Well, thats my Johor family in a nutshell. What started as suppose to be simple..became an onslought of ideas that transform the normal wedding into a magical night that ended with a bang! There was cheeky ber-pantun that was fused in rap, the brothers telling of their story in a song, the brilliantly made love dedication video presentations..and the finale of letting your hair down to the BAND.

Most wedding photos I see from blogs tend to be very stoic..very regimented. Its like everybody is trying to control handsome and macho. Well, thats keluarga Ungku Salmah for you. Its all fun and happiness and joy is a must. So to you readers I present you these captured moments..a symbol of joy in a family unbashfull and unashame to share love in the world.

-Photos courtesy of AR Production. Recommend to those in search of a sharp eye!

1 comment:

sina said...

Johoreans are fun loving people, no?

What am i gonna do with your pekasam? ;-)