"Sana Di..?".. Niyati walks into the room..
"Hmm?"
"Hayeee Rabba! You didn't get ready yet?!"
"Rukh ja baby! Phone is on charge.."
"Masi aur Bhaiya bula rahe hai aapko niche! They will start screaming now! Jaldi karo!"
"Aabe! Phone leke nehi jaungi toh woh banda pagal ho jayega.. waise bhi so nehi raha tha..bohot koshish karne k baad ab jaake he went to sleep.."
"Achha?! Waise yeh koshish kaise ki apne? Over the phone?!"
"Haan aur kya?!"..Sana states obviously..
"Yeh jiju bhi na! Bilkul bacchon jaise behave karte hai apke sath!"
Sana smiles, tracing on his face on her home screen..
"Aww.. ok ok! Ab Chalo!"..Niyati pulls on her hand..
"Haan haan baby..tu chal..main abhi aati hoon.."
So Sana is all set for the Roka tonight, something that they both had been eagerly looking forward to! Her heart has responded to this very strongly and she is only listening to the call from her within now! She also feels like her entire system is countering to this mad love that she has never felt for anyone before!
It's late afternoon, she is heading towards the parlour for her prebridal spa and will get done with all other prerequisites before the ceremony.
Sidharth, on the other side, is taking a nap in the hotel after passing an entire night with her on terrace! Nevertheless, he has booked the best make up stylist for his girl from Mumbai and expecting her to be here within an hour.*******************
At the parlour..
"Ma'am we are almost done.. do you want a hair cut as well?"
"No! Baas trim karke blow dry kar dijiye.."
"Lekin Di.. look they have got amazing hair stylists! Curl karwalo atleast!"
"Nehi nehi baba! Sidharth ko curls pasand nehi hai..he likes straight hair!"
"Hmm..!".. Niyu sighs.. 😶
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7 pm it is..
Roka ceremony is about to start. Guests started arriving and Sana is still busy getting her makeover done.
Meanwhile, Sidharth and his family are in the car, on the way to Sana's place..
"Mom i didn't ask..but what else are there in Roka?"
"What else as in?"
"Like tell me more about the ceremony.."
"Well bachha Roka is like an official announcement of consent of both the bride and the groom to get married.."
"Achha toh this means that my bride will be reserved for me only after tonight?!"..he asks playfully..🥰
"What a besharam Mom, dekho kaise hans raha hai! Kuch toh sharam kar bhai!"... his sister plays along..
"Haan haan whatever! Achha Mom can it be considered as a pre-engagement function?"
"Haan sometimes what people do is take this opportunity to exchange rings.."
"Sounds better!"..he smirks..
"Sidharth?"... Mom calls him in a curious tone..
"Haan.?"
"Plan kya hai tera?"
"Zyada kuch nehi hai Mom! Roka is a verbal promise but I want her to carry it with her always!"
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Soul Resonance
FanfictionIt's all about amending and embracing souls to walk through a destiny.. ❤️