When I faced myself in the mirror, my breath got hitched in my throat -in the mirror, a goddess stared back at her with wide eyes, her skin shone like porcelain, smooth and creamy. Her cheek bones were accentuated. Her pale cheeks were tainted a dusty pink, her lip colored with a red as deep as blood. Her black eyes stood out amidst the creamy complexion of her skin. Her glossy brown hair was set to thick curly locks rested upon her right shoulder. A heavy hair ornament that was set upon the crown of her head rested against her forehead. Her wrist wore heavy gold bangles - red and rust, matching the theme of her outfit.
Looking at myself without mumma papa I felt sad. Aaj meri shaadi main mere mom dad hi nahi hai.
I don't have my mumma to put kala tikka behind my ear.
I don't have my papa go hug me so I can on his shoulder.
I felt my eyes tearing up.
Suddenly Aditi enters the room pulling me out of daze.
" Omg bhabhi aap kitne pretty lag rahe ho. Bhaiya bhi ready ho gaye hai. Jab pandit ji bulaenge, main aapko neeche bula lungi. " Aditi said entering the room and went from there.
Her bhaiya... Remembering her brother I felt fury in my veins. Whole week I tried talking to him but he ignored me like main uski chai main makhi ki tarah hu. Bhaisaab yeh aadmi!!!
I don't know main iske saath zindagi kaise katungi jab yeh mere saath 2 minute spend nahi kar sakta.
Aparna aunty along with Aditi enters the room and do the nazar na lag jaaye thing.
"Hayee hamari bachi kinni pyaari laga rahi hai" She says
" Haina mom, aakhir bhabhi kiski hai" Aditi says behind her.
We both laughed at her.
" Chal pagali" Aparna aunty said hitting her head.
" Ouch maa, sahi toh keh rahi hu main."
"chalo beta muhurat ka samay ho gaya hai, neeche chalate hai."
"Ok aunty"
" Arrey aunty kyu bol rahi ho, abb toh mujhe mom bolne ki aadat daal lo"
"ji mom" I said feeling motherly love from her and started feeling emotional.
"Chalo bhai itna sad sad mahol kyu bana rakha hai, neeche chalte hai. Bhai apni bride ka wait karr rahe hai." Aditi said and we all together went from there.
Shivansh ji and me, both sat in the mandap and performed all the rituals instructed by pandit ji.
Then it was time for vermilion filling part. Some of it feel on my nose.
When Shivansh ji forwarded his hand to rub it. Everyone told him not to doo it cause it represents that husband will love his wife very much.
Love and him. Honey nooo!!!
When the whole ceremony ended. Aditi and Vihaan took me to room. HIS ROOM!! We are going to share room. How can I forget it. Ohh bhaisaab aaj toh first night bhi hoti hai. Is he expecting something from me. Better not cause I am going to refuse whatever it is.
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