Vows Of Serenity

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I M P O R T A N T

previously known as LASYA: His Abode, I changed the name to VOWS OF SERENITY, please be considerate, I know it was a hustled decision but it was needed!
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L A S Y A

I stared at myself in the mirror as I ran a hand through the white satin lehenga with black dupatta getting rid of the non-existent creases. It was finally the big day. My baby sister was getting married. Since the day I'd landed in Delhi, I was completely caught up with work, the arrangements, guests, decoration and all the last-minute touches. Throughout my stay, my encounters with my family were few or only work-related.

Raina tried a few times talking to me but was always dragged by a family member or other. No one wanted me to interact with the new bride, maybe I was just a bad omen for them.

The whole week was tiresome and I barely got any sleep. My eyes were deeply tired but I masked them with a smile since I didn't want to ruin anything. The last I talked with my mother was during the Haldi ceremony, the previous night when I was supposed to apply the ubtan paste on Raina. From the corner of my eyes, I'd witness my mother getting emotional and pecking Raina's forehead softly. Maybe if I hadn't left the Agarwal mansion would they treat me the same? I had this question always within me but never found the answer too, because at various instances they had proved how unwanted my presence was to them.

With a sigh, I wore my earrings and strapped my heels. The door to my room opened and in walked both of my best friends looking handsome as ever. Dressed in a traditional kurta they looked devilous ravishing.

Even though Sam had pulled off the strong boy mask, Prit and I could see through his facade. He was trying his best to keep his emotions at bay and he had managed it gracefully. Throughout the whole event, he was the most enthusiastic one and got along with all the family members.

"Oh not the same boring white again, don't tell me you're going to walk around like a ghost wearing this. For god's sake it's your sister's wedding after all", Sam dramatically scowled at my choice of colour and scanned me from head to toe

I don't know why people had a problem with my white collection. I'd everything around me white. My workplace was white, every cloth and outfit of mine was white even if it may be my pyjamas or night suits. Everything I wore from sandals, earrings, watch straps, bags etc everything varied from all shades of white. May it be ivory, pearl, cotton, porcelain but white in every shade.

Especially Sam criticized me for this, according to him I was so obsessively in love with white which was eventually the truth. Since that incident, my life has been colourless. I'd stopped wearing colours and only wore pale and white.