Radiating Love

Chapter-13

Anagh's POV 

I sometimes wonder if I'm the only one who has a sister who is not less than a devil. She was creating ruckus in the house early in the morning because she didn't find any appropriate clothes for the puja that is held at Rana house. 

I'll tell you why she didn't find anything because most of the time  she roams in the house in her beggar style clothing or else she wear some Korean style dresses (she is obsessed with those Korean dramas and sometimes talks like them) 

Well back to her drama she has tons of clothes still she is whining like she has nothing to wear. I think every girl has the same problem. 

I got up and went to get ready for the puja. I wore kurta pyjama and headed downstairs. Maa and Nani were waiting for Bhabhi to come as she's not ready yet. 

Then out of nowhere Rabbit jumped on my back and asked me "How I'm looking?"

"Rabbit!! Do you think I have eyes behind my head? No right? How can I tell you if you're looking good or not?" I responded. 

She huffed and got off my back and twirled in front of me like a baby and asked again. When I didn't say anything she made a pout and start her drama. 

"I knew that you never loved me, only Kittu Bhaiya loves me….he's treats me like a princess and you always shoo me away" She wiped her non existing tears from her face. Such a drama queen. 

"Yeah yeah ……only Bhaiya loves you and he's the one who gives—" a hand came to my mouth to stop me saying further.

"Hehehe……you talk a lot bhaiya ……I know you love me a lot but you didn't express much. It's ok." Saying so she tapped my shoulder lightly. 

Nani and Maa shook their heads at our bickering. Papa laughed seeing his princess going all dramatic about her dress and trying to get all the attention. 

Just then we heard voices of the couple we're waiting for……but it's a lovely sight to behold. Bhaiya is holding bhabhi's right hand, his right hand and his left hand securely wrapped around her left shoulder. He's helping her to get down the stairs carefully.  

All the elders were looking at them in awe and Kaashi was watching them with those heart shooting eyes. I admired my bhaiya and bhabhi a lot. 

They are the true definition of Ideal couple……I'm not saying my parent's aren't the ideal couple. They're! But Bhaiya and bhabhi changed my perspective for love in a different manner.

He held her hand when nobody wants her…….She supported him in his worst phase of life. They were together with each other through their thick and thin situation. 

What more we can ask for….from our life partner. May God keep them away from evil eyes.

Bhaiya and Bhabhi foot wished Nani but she held her shoulders asking her not to bend while shaking her head in no. 

Bhabhi smiled and hugged her then Maa asked bhaiya to pick up the gifts she placed on the table for our new neighbors. 

They all left but I was waiting for my idiot friend to call me because I'm planning to go to office tomorrow. 

I attended his call and cut it after telling him about my plans. 

There house wass decorated with flower's and as I stepped in, first thing I saw was Brownie is playing in his dog house. That little thing knows nothing other than thrashing his paws in the air if someone lift him up or he'll just lick faces and makes cute sounds. 

His head snapped towards me as if he sensed my presence there. I shushed him and like an obedient kid he sat there but kept wagging his tiny tail. I picked a ball near his dog house and gave it to him to play with.

I made my entry and saw that hawan had already started and I removed my shoes and looked at where Miss Aniti was sitting, closing her eyes. 

This little moment stirred something in my heart. She looked so ethereal in that ethnic outfit my heart did a flip. But why? Why do I feel like this?

She opened her eyes and looked at me ….it felt like she knew that someone was watching her shamelessly.

I stepped forward and sat there joining my hands. After hawan we all sat there chit-chatting when uncle introduced us to his brother and his family. 

Later her uncle got a phone call and he went upstairs to answer the phone call. We were sitting in the hall waiting for the Prasad. 

I watched Miss Aniti came with aunty and started serving everyone. When it was my turn to be served her hand trembled and the ladle she held fell on her anarkali. She made a crying face and I mentally chuckled at her expression but also came to a conclusion that she is clumsy. 

She went to change her clothes. Her uncle came downstairs but he was looking a little tensed I found his behavior quiet odd. I shook off my head it shouldn't be my concern right?

We finished our meal and elders talked for few minutes after that we left from there. 

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