Remember Kuhu and Mishti's petty fight over the magazine cover and how everyone again, blamed Mishti for it? How only Mishti had to adjust and apologize? Well what would have happened if she didn't and if she left... forever?
Will Abir and Mishti re...
Hello Everyone. Last Chapter... Wow! I cannot even believe that I came up this far with this story. you all mean so so much to me. thank you so much for all the support that you keep on pouring. I'm truly so blessed. ______ A month later, Mishti's POV:
Abir and I spent the whole month preparing the best wedding for the two of us. We wanted this wedding to be perfect and to be what we both wanted. This time we would have our own mandap and our own ideas and decorations without having to give it to somebody else.
Today was the day... I was sitting in my room with all the women of our family surrounding me. Some were helping me with my jewelery, some with my lehenga and the others on my make-up. Kuhu obviously took up the role of make-up, being the expert she is. My dearest Pankhuri was busy fixing my hair in soft curls and pinning the mangteeka on the hairpart.
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Meenakshi and Parul Ma gave me such a stunning lehenga. It was peach coloured- a shade Abir was obsessed with on me and it had golden embroidery. A net dupatta was placed on my head and Ma gave me her wedding jewellery to match the exquisite dress. Kuhu put light peach and golden shimmery eye make-up with a nice lipstick finishing off the look.
I felt butterflies in my stomach as I absorbed in the whole look, roaming my hands on the beautiful patterns.
"Jiju toh behosh hone wale hai Di. " Pankhuri said from behind, her voice was shrill in excitement as she clicked numerous pictures of me on Abir's DSLR, the flash blinding me but it didn't matter because the love of my life was waiting for me.
All the women were dressed in various shades of blue clothes. Pankhuri was wearing a baby blue lehenga, Kuhu in a royal blue lehenga, Mumma and Sumidha aunty in navy blue and Torquise blue sarees. Badi Ma was wearing a proper rajasthani lehenga in all the shades of blue and Meenakshi and Parul Ma were in Royal blue and blue sarees.
"Mishti sach mai, bahut khoobsurat lag rahi ho tum. Nazar na lage tumhe. " Ma came up to me and touched my jaw softly. She swiped her ring finger on her under eye, collecting some kaajal and putting it behind my ear.
Badi Ma came forward and moved her hand in a circular motion, crunching them on her forehead, taking my balaeyein.
Mumma was in tears and I walked upto her, wiping her eyes and nodding in no. "Tujhe pata hai Mishtu, mai humesha se chahti thi ki mai teri shaadi apni aankhon se hote hue dekhu. par pehele ke circumstances ki wajah se mujhe pata tha ki esa nahi ho paaega. Par aaj dekh, bhagwaan ne meri sunn li. Mai teri shaadi hote hue dekh rahi hoon. "
" Mumma.. " I murmured, tears in the corner of my eye as I wrapped my arms around her.
" Aree kya yaar Karishma tu bhi, bichari bachhi ko emotional kar diya. uska make-up kharab ho jaaega... " Sumidha aunty exclaimed from behind, her own eyes had moisture but she built in a tough demeanour.
Our moment was broken due to a knock on door. Bade Papa and Shekhar uncle stood on the door.
"Panditji ne dulhan ko bulaya hai. Hum aapko lene aaye hai Mishti beta. " Bade papa said with a crack in his voice.
