I never believed in love at first sight. But knew would meet him some day. So when the age, the stars and the need was all there I thought I will be prepared for the formalities. But when my mom, suddenly having realised that an emergency action needed to be taken as time was slipping away, actually said, "It's time!", I could feel my heart throbbing. LOUDLY. How would he be. Will he like me. How exactly will the first meeting be. My head was teeming with anticipation. It was with butterflies in my stomach that I was ushered in to the meeting place. His side was very particular about him and hence ensured that I was qualified and well groomed enough to be ready for him. After the initial formal info exchange and ensuring that I was 'clean' enough, I was led to the room where we were supposed to meet. He was already there. In pristine whites and a blue blazer. A sister introduced us. He had small but gorgeous black eyes and a serene face. Too fair. Scanty ha