Happiness was writ large on Nitin’s face as he slipped into his wedding dress. In few hours from now, the girl of my dreams would be my wife, he thought.
Little did he realise that the same girl, whom he had courted for more than five years would shatter his dreams.
I am not sure what poor Nitin is going to take longer to get over. The wonderful description from the ToI (wedding dress – oh my gawd) or getting jilted at the altar. Catch up with the soap here.