Dad dropped me from tuition to home. As I reached home, I almost burned 400 calories running from here to there to select suits and dresses. My dilemmas would never ever leave me. Again I was left with two choices , " baby pink and vintage". I liked the baby pink but asked multiple people to confirm. I was that much excited thinking about tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow.
I slept watching subliminals like " all eyes on me" . I thought I shouldn't be that much excited. I saw a nightmare that night in which I got late in reaching my school on Teachers day.
I woke up with horror, saw the time. İt was 2:30 am. Then I stayed up and did a lot of operations on myself. I didn't have given a try to my dress. I thought it'll be okay. Then I was like why do I even got brains? As my mom told me that it is loose. She stitched right after that. And then, mom and dad had to leave early to the bank so that they could take me to the aunt for getting my hairs done.
Meanwhile what I did was dance and day dream. When mom came back, we hurried as it was already 7 am. And i had to reach by 8 . Plus point is that , I didn't know about the changed timings . I was considering 8:20 as the deadline. So the aunt would curl a small portion of hair and then hurry up look upon the food heating on the flame . I didn't said anything when she directly applied straightener without serum. It took one hour , then I stood up saying thankyou and ran hastily to my home to wear the suit I had taken off before dancing and have my makeup done from my gudiya di. My all cousins stood round me as if I'm a celebrity.
Everyone surrounded me as gudiya di creamed up my face , them pink applied blush , pink eye shadow and light lipstick, mascara , highlighter. All the time she said she was dedicated to make me shine.
My dad at the door who too praised my beauty , now nagged me as it was getting late. I was assuring him by saying that I am coming just now. At last , a final touch of kala teeka behind my ear and with that much hurry and hastiness , I got up into the bike and left while everyone filled with pleasure saying goodbyes.
While riding on the bike ,
" oh shit bindi?"
Then I consoled myself saying no one will be out there wearing bindi.
While on the bike I felt overwhelmed cause it was my first time ever had I gone to school with that much detailed glammed or dolled up.
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UNPARALLELED BONDS
Teen FictionThis book is a biography about an introvert teen girl who is shy to talk to people and tries her best to be perfect in others' eyes. She is always hesitant yet empathetic. When she reaches her teen age she faces lot of unusual things in her life in...
