Pookal Pookum Tharunam

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April 20, 2019.

Sreedevi

How to get ready for a wedding

I typed in the youtube search bar and several videos of get ready with me popped up. I scrolled through them sitting on my bed in my blouse and inskirt. My mom knocked on my door yelling my name. I quickly slid down the bed and covered my upper body with a towel before opening the door.

"Enna ma?"

"Devi ma.. Garki, Maha ellam beautician oda assistant oda ready aaga inga vanthurkanga.. Vinay room la thaa irukanga.. Nee avunguluk tea mattum potu kudu ma.. Amma inum kulikave illa time aachu" she says in a pleading tone.

"Maa enna ma.. Po ma nee... Naa innu saree kooda kattala.." I tried to close the door.

"Hey unak enna di etho oru selaya epdiyo thana katta pora.. ready aaga 10 nimisham kooda aagathu la..." I glared her getting offended "Seekro antha selaya kattit Tea potu kudu di.. " she says pleadingly.

Here I am surfing through all those youtube channels planning to impress my husband, and my mom is literally roasting me.

"Nee paatha?" I glared her "Naane inga pattu saree epdi katrathu nu theriyama iruken.. Vanthu tea podu coffee podu ntu po ma angut" I sulked at her.

"Pattu saree ah?" She peeked inside my room and found the saree on my bed. Her eyes widened in surprise and walked inside pushing me aside and took the saree in her hands.

"Aii devi nalla iruku dii intha saree" My mom keeps admiring it.

I roll my eyes. My mom's craze for saree never ends. I closed the door and walked to her. I know what she is going to ask next.

"Devi intha saree enak kuduthriya? Nee thaan patti saree ellam katta matiye"

I knew it!

"Maa unak vekkamave illaya ma"

She pouted.

"Kalyanam aana ponnu kitta poyi saree ketut irukka? Nee thaa 1008 saree berow la adukki vachurka la? Apro ethuk ithu?" I pulled the saree from her. "Athu matum illa... Ithu enak en mamiyar kudutha saree.. Athellam thara mudiyathu"

My mom twisted my lips and started walking away.

"Maa" I called her and she stopped in her way and turned to me "Intha saree konjam katti vuden.. Enak vara matinguthu" I said.

"Time aayiduch di.. Naa kulikka poren"

"Maa enak kattave varala ma... Naa kattna asingama irukum ma.. Please ma" I said.

I know she would never say a No. Though my mom was being toxic all these years, she always wanted me to look good when we go out. She used to buy me all the good clothes that would look great on me. She would decorate me like a temple goddess before going to a place, right from my childhood. I was never interested in all those. I never cared how I looked but My mom always like to make me look pretty.

"Ellaru en ponna pathu porama padanum" I remember her saying applying rose powder on my face.

My mom saunders towards me pulling the saree from my hands. She started draping the saree around me. I know it would look perfect. She is a pro in draping these kind of sarees. Minutes later this beautiful saree is neatly draped on me. I stood before the mirror, I looked beautiful in it. My mom left after correcting and adjusting my saree, here and there.

After my mom left, I pulled the pin from the lower part of the blouse, where a portion of the saree was pinned to cover my hips.

Is she still thinking that I am a teenager getting ready for a college function? Bro I got a husband!!