Sleep, nightmare, pain, let me sleep, please let me sleep, argh,kitchen, ibuprofen 600mg, paracetamol 1g, aspirin 600mg, bed again, pain relief, finally asleep an hour later, argh 9am, wake up, dress, MSN, hurry up we're gonna be late for the Baraat at noon! Leave at 11:50am, sunny gorgeous day. Arrive at 12:05pm, pouring with rain. Rush to the Marquee. Alhamdulillah @ umbrellas. Baraat arrives at 2:20ish. Argh. Fashionably(?) late. Lunch: Lamb Pilau, Chicken Saalan, Meatballs and Eggs, Seekh Kebab, Salads & Yoghurts. Dessert: Kulfi & Strawberries, Gajar ka Halva. Nikah. May Allah swt bless them & their offspring both, Ameen. Bride arrives. Photos photos photos. Cake cutting: homemade chocolate cake for the lucky ones. People, chitchat, new people, old friends, so many from Riyadh, more photos. Tired. Rukhsati. Following an afternoon of smiles, tears are shed. Drive away, not before reversing to & fro 7 times, and away they go. Head home, flowers, cake, candles, balloons, chocolate. Light the candles. Happy Birthday MummyJi. Alhamdulillah. Allahu Akbar. Pyjamas. Tea. More tea. Relax. Alhamduillah. Laa Illaha Ill'Allahu Wahdahu La Sharikalahu Lahulmulku WalahulHamdu Wahuwa Ala Kulli Shay'in Qadeer.